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Weekendspiration: The Terror

Weekendspiration: The Terror

Do you like to feel like you’re freezing? Do you like to feel as though you are stranded in the Arctic Circle with no hope in sight of being rescued? How about having the urge to drink mass amounts of orange juice while reading a book because you’re afraid you might get scurvy? Then I’ve … Continue reading Weekendspiration: The Terror

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Weekendspiration – Plight of the Sea

Weekendspiration – Plight of the Sea

I recently got back from a much-needed vacation, beach time in south Florida along with a glorious cruise to warmer weather regions, only to come home to rain and snow. I didn’t write a single thing on vacation. Not because I didn’t want to, but more because the sun was beckoning me more than the … Continue reading Weekendspiration – Plight of the Sea

Nature of the Beast (finale)

Nature of the Beast (finale)

Within this timeless tide of grand governance, Beyond the unspoken hatred, Beneath a stunning display of wonder, The mass of the planets, The stars’ eternal lanterns, The beacon of the moon’s presence, The relief of the clouds, The luster from the sun’s reach, The secrets carried by the winds, The heart of the seas, The … Continue reading Nature of the Beast (finale)

Nature of the Beast (pt 5)

Dream, dream the ancient planets hated, The magnificent constellations, Which emitted their natural light, Through great binaries and nebulas, And flaunted their operatic display of beauty, Through stellar pillars and Magellanic clouds, While the planets reeled in the anchored static, A palpable loneliness of sighs, dust and ice, Listing within the dark, Waiting for the … Continue reading Nature of the Beast (pt 5)

Nature of the Beast

Nature of the Beast

Part 1: Flow, flow the waves hated The battering winds, That lifted them, Flung their breaks, And crashed their soul, Seemingly, soaring, in mockery. The waves cried to the ghostly gales, As they tread, then drowned, Like pirates into the briny frailty, Sunk between canyons of cold darkness. (Line borrowed : "Flow, flow the waves … Continue reading Nature of the Beast