Jordan M. DeSurne : Writing

Lilith, Her Majesty the Sacrament

Lilith, Her Majesty the Sacrament

A Poem by Jordan M. DeSurne


Short, but 'sweet'. I'm not one for erotica, so I figured I'd cut it off and tease a little.
Incantations from R'lyeh

Incantations from R\'lyeh

A Poem by Jordan M. DeSurne


Incantations from R’lyeh (poem) Current mood: amused Category: Writing and Poetry From the rusty tome, ancient phrases leak like bi..
Yzzmad

Yzzmad

A Story by Jordan M. DeSurne


The only story that I've ever been proud of.
Saucy Jack

Saucy Jack

A Poem by Jordan M. DeSurne


The shadowed figure creeps across the cobblestone street, Feet gently pattering; Pale hands shaking with delight. Young female, O young Polly, woe ..
Sobek, Anubis, Ma'at

Sobek, Anubis, Ma\'at

A Poem by Jordan M. DeSurne


Shining ruby eyes gaze upon the river winding like serpents, Emerald scales glinting and shining in the midday's hot sun Slaves labor in desolate fi..
Within this Pit

Within this Pit

A Poem by Jordan M. DeSurne


This eternal struggle; Falling down a bottomless hole, wrestling with eternity and consequence My feeble hands struggle against dark claws, Mind st..
The Dragon and Her Admirer

The Dragon and Her Admirer

A Poem by Jordan M. DeSurne


Flocks of emerald scales lazily float through the sky Leathery blue wing membrane, Making the grass dance under their ominous, fluttering shadow ..
Inside

Inside

A Poem by Jordan M. DeSurne


Fear of what lies waiting; Outside these four safe walls, Eyes watching Eyes judging Dark undertones of agoraphobia whispering words of comfort T..
The Question

The Question

A Poem by Jordan M. DeSurne


A proposal not so trivial; A question failing to depart from quivering lips. Compliments of lingering anxiety, Taking residence In a house of bon..
The Bloodied Pieta

The Bloodied Pieta

A Poem by Jordan M. DeSurne


Run, Run, Run away from the Shotgun Architect, Twelve gauge hammer and chisel in hand. Flee all you want, But you're still waltzing, ..

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