Out of Ages Past

Out of the dim dark Of ages past That fearful time Of olden When summer's abundance Faded in death Advent the cusp of winter's Long frozen slumber Came the meeting of the living With the dead As the portals cracked open...

Scribbles & Bits 115: The Wall

         In long forgotten ages past a wall was built around a people.  As was told to generations down the line it was done by a wise and gentle ruler to set proper boundaries on their actions and dealings.  None could quite remember all, nor was it...

A Halloween alphabet

All around                                 Bones and bloody screams Clamor and call.                     Death deals                              Eerie elysons.                        Fright flies in                        Gleefully...

Scibbles & Bits 113: Cross purposes

Out on a scavanger hunt:  Read: Did you retrieve the cache? Reed: There was no cash to be seen. Read: The clue said to look in the quoin. Reed: I saw not one coin and besides how would one get             something inside it? Read:...

Hmmmmm, well maybe

          Perhaps just maybe, there is a yearning within all mankind.  This expressed yearning for surety, for a sense of order, for a sense of control (even when personnally it seems to be spiralling) and an over arching justice.  The divide comes in...

Like the River Flow

 In halcyon glades springing burbling sparkling gentle streamlet knowing little the growing majesty onward tumbling over rocks and rills swirling onward gathering strength from contributions brought down by the hills growing...