Category: Words
Ming Sha Shan
I have heard
The ocean’s sigh
And witnessed
Ripples on its shores
The shushing waves
Left in repose
The ocean’s sigh
And witnessed
Ripples on its shores
The shushing waves
Left in repose
Ghosts in the Sound
On a day flattened white
By wildfire and sunshine
I go hunting
For ghosts in the Sound
By wildfire and sunshine
I go hunting
For ghosts in the Sound
Like a hammer on a drum.
Continued from Come, it said.
Out of the darkness, I see a glint of steel, coming at me.
The glint of steel becomes a fist, becomes an arm… becomes an army.
An army of steel, allied only with steel. It marches, gleefully, through a sea of terror, slices through, like a scimitar through flesh.
No. A scythe, like a scythe through a field of humanity.
Wildfire Haze
Wildfire haze
Obscures one beauty
Creates another
Obscures one beauty
Creates another
Smokey atmosphere
Acrid in my nose
Stinging my eyes
Clogging my lungs
Come, it said.
“Come,” it said, gesturing with an upturned palm, the gentleness of the movement belying the rigidity of its fingers, its joints, the stiffness of the steel with which we’d made him.
Him? It.
Hoodoo Sentinel
I have weathered aeons
Storms and
The gentlest breath of air
Stripped me down
To barest essence
Through all that
Have I watched
The comings and goings
Of the living
Mysteries Locked Inside
Three doorways nestled
Among the flame trees
Ornate, proud and beckoning
Mysteries locked inside
The Great Wave
In the floating world
The Great Wave rises, destroys
Subsides. All is still
The Great Wave rises, destroys
Subsides. All is still
