Dances with Tricksters
Red cloak of victory, battle scars, and princedom
your hair the same, saffron flame, afire passion,
you cry out “Who is Like God?” and raise a sword… 188 more words
2 weeks, 3 days ago
In the morning, when I talk to God, I say,
I would love to find a clean pair of boxers
waiting for me on the laundry rack, 204 more words
3 weeks ago
Freyr perches antler-strong in my heart
Hoary Odin’s throne atop my brain mound
Subtle Loki charming my lungs with air
and Thor the blood of river within bone.
3 weeks, 6 days ago
Frey sings me songs of the earth
Odin harps the foam of the storms
Thor hammers lighting and the rain
And Loki burns, life’s fiery heart.
1 month ago
The moon hangs low over the sea tonight.
The stars burn bright though lesser light.
If I could but walk the moonlit path,
Would I walk to You upon the silver lined bath? 152 more words
I slept well last night, and this morning I managed
to not check the news on my phone.
I went and drank coffee,
sat there. For a moment or two. 75 more words
1 month, 2 weeks ago
Perviglio, you are my waking dream, Eros –
wings downy soft as lamb’s ear gardens
sometimes I smell your musk and it hurts
in my heart, you’re in my dreamdust bones… 103 more words
1 month, 3 weeks ago