The fire dance
My restless spirit,
you dance with all your might
like a candle’s flame.
My restless spirit,
you dance with all your might
like a candle’s flame.
Under the covers,
pillows forming the walls of
a childhood fortress.
Friend, go with grace,
and a smile on your face.
I’ll stay at the side
of your children and bride,
and guard them in your place.
What is fantasy?
Is it the little white lies
that still let us dream?
Virtue
Brave and true
Praying, slaying, saving
The Coin’s other side
Preying, slaying, slaving
Twisted and perverse
Vice
What’s reality?
Hard lines, and cutting edges,
and the scars they leave?
Today I am pleased to announce that my third book “2011: The Year I was in Love” is now available for sale.
This is the first book I’ve fully produced – from writing, editing, and formatting the book and ebook to designing the cover.
If you would like to purchase a copy, paperback are available from CreateSpace here, from Amazon here, and the Kindle version is available here.
Dirt under his nails
Crisscrossed scars, old and faded
A man’s calluses.
I wish you death and despair,
ill health and no hair;
I pray that this hex
withers even your sex,
and breaks you beyond repair.
Sunrise to sunset,
I walk out that door, and I
return when work’s done.