The graveyard of ten thousand stones-
A maze to match the sky-
Was riddled with the blackened bones
Of centuries gone by.
The stones did reach to realms of dreams
As vines then grew in cracking seams,
But never, knew they why. Continue reading “Statue and Stone”
A wretched man
Atop grey walls,
Inside a hollowed room.
With holes in roof
The flooding rain
Hides views of tombstone bloom.
Continue reading “Machine of Flesh”
Passing through the glass, we moved
And watched through glorious eyes.
To see the beast in midst of feast
He cared not for us spies.
And once complete he looked our way
A grin from ear to ear,
Caught on the breeze he pounced at trees
To see our faces fear.
Continue reading “Jungle Yard”
Atop the mountain,
Hail and snow.
The winter breeze-
An awful blow.
Raging rivers
Frozen fast,
In the distance,
Valleys vast.
Continue reading “Dragon’s Den”
A holiday,
Where families
from far and wide
can rest.
Their caravans
of precious goods,
Collected from
their quest.
Atop the swell they drift,
Splashing, and laughing of memories past.
Endurance knows no exhaustion.
As time drifts forever,
The monsters play below.
Continue reading “Endless Time”
Three hundred years before
And still the forest heals its wounds,
From man-made, blazing fire
Sending elders to their tombs.
Atop the branches, Sentries
Sound the battle raging horns,
As humans storm through branches,
Weaving in-between the thorns.
Continue reading “Arden Lore”
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