The Scripter Axiom.
You will finish the tome, It may not be today. And though years pass like buses, You shall find …
Category Archives: Poetry – Iambic Rhythms from the Aether and the Cloud.
King of Mothropolis – or, The Myopic Mothman Mythos.
When Gerald was born He was stuffed in a shoe, And left in a wardrobe to perish, But was saved …
Ignified Ingress.
I am right here my dear. Shuffling within your ear. That’s me in the corner, The facile performer. That’s me-to-your-rite, …
Sighland Story
The land of sighs, Is full of eyes, An island in the stream. And aurora skies, Bring forth such cries, …
The Tale of One Ending.
The end is nigh, And as I die, it closes in. A soft velvet paralysis, Like a pair of glacial …
And the word was made Thanks
Whilst contemplating and cogitating upon words – specifically her own, and how they came to be in this place – …
The Land of the Forgotten.
In the land of the forgotten nothing is ever. Half-knitted scarves lie forlornly upon limbless mannequins, Hoping for a pearl of …
All the heavens in motion, riding light.
The below was received from the aether and beamed by sonmi from upon the Cloud a year ago. Tis a …
Jack in a Left Handed Box.*
Diable en Boîte. A crank rotates……music begins, and builds……..’half a pound of tuppeny rice,…… half a pound of treacle’……slowly…..,……’that’s the …
Psyclopathic Tendencies.
The cycling psychic’s sidekick On the psychopath’s cycle path, Was psyched to seek out The psyche of Psyche’s soul on …
Astral Sprangle
Sprangled out in blades of matter, So the Star of Izar shifts. Preceptor of malefic torment Scattering coarse pandemian gifts. …
On One.
Snakes on a plane! Armadillos on a train! ( bridal) Penguins on a grain! (of rice) Moles on a vane! …
The Wind Blows Cold
Close, close and closer still, There’s nothing here without my pill The absence of the muse’s thrill, A whispered sigh …
Haiku
The surface sparkles. A Heron stands statue still. Untold depths lie below.
Esmeralda and The Cloud 