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Black Cauldron Cauldron of black, fires of amber red, I speak to thee this very night. Wart toads of green and venom from a snake, thine eye fro..

Can You Hear Can you hear the soft whispers of the wind in the trees? Or the soft stillness of the grass? Can you hear the rustling of the ..

Love poem

Square Peg A square peg and a round hole it’s only right that the two don’t fit. So Why? Do people think it’s me who always needs..

Star Light The night is clear as stars shine so brightly, the air crisp against our skin. A lover’s starlit night as we embrace with a lo..

Shadow Mask Some wear more Mask than others do; more complex, strange and worn. Some maybe weather torn while others are beaten. Some may scorn..

Soldier Boy Greenfields of yesteryear, for once I stood as a boy. A drummer boy with a beating drum as we march together through the fields..

O Harkin O Harkin my fellow friends and comrades upon the fields of time. The trumpet calls thee, the beat of the might drum. O Harkin the swor..

Shatter Dreams Now and again you would do a few poems if they are heard who’s to say? For my true art was cooking wants upon a time a..

Blood Rain We are not darkness that swells upon the heart, of mankind as we watch the blood rainfall from the sky. We see the light sheddeth, n..