Beyond the Backwoods
May 29, 2021
Beyond the backwoods,
Where the trees grow tall,
Lies a church inked in shadow… … More Beyond the Backwoods
Tag: nature
The Eastern Light
September 25, 2020
A starless night stealsAcross the sea,Where I stray, half-sunkIn the boundless, black brine.Arms weary, I thrashAmid the violent waves,Whose frothy peaksPush me far from shore. But in the eastern skyDawns a hopeful glimmer:A radiant girl wreathed in lightWith smile beaming,Shadow fleeing. Like holy fireShe burns awayThe night. And as the churning seaLies still with a … More The Eastern Light
My 2020 Travel Bucket List: Iceland
February 4, 2020
It’s only February. and I’m already dreaming of travel. First on my travel bucket list? Iceland. See why I want to go and you should too. … More My 2020 Travel Bucket List: Iceland
To Ruin
December 30, 2019
Ashes dance in the midnight sky,Whose inky waves rippleWith the wailing wind. Fire roarsAs it cascades down the hills, and the forestWhirs with commotion. Birds and beastsOf every fur and feather flee For the babble of the river. But the blazeEncircles and traps.Its fingers splayed, orange and red,Pull leaf, lumber, and those still livingTighter tighter … More To Ruin
The Sparrows’ Song
September 22, 2019
The sparrows flitAmidst autumn grovesOf ash and of oak.Their songs slipLike a gossamer breezeThrough the branches,Whose outstretched armsEmbrace the tuneWith rosy fingers splayed. Beneath the boughs,On a bed of moss,I drift into reverie.The shade is thick,The leaves fall,And the sparrows sing on. I listen with one ear perkedAnd another nestled in dirt.Sleep will take me.Winter … More The Sparrows’ Song
Sure as Stone Teaser
August 30, 2019
I have finished the first draft of the final book in the Ashborne Chronicles. The book will be titled Sure as Stone. Although I still have a lot of editing to do, I thought I’d tease you with the first chapter. Spoilers for anyone that hasn’t read the series yet! Bound in StringThe summer sun … More Sure as Stone Teaser
Before Their Time
November 8, 2018
Tulips spring From the morbid earth, Their leaves fleshy and green. One by one, Their petals splay, Tender to smell And to touch. And all the while The sun rises On weepy skies And wind-choked streets. Brown and decrepit, The grass lies low, As bulbs beyond count Slumber in ground below. Alone, The tulips stand … More Before Their Time
The Silver Pool in Oakwood Hollow
September 15, 2018
Past the thorny brush In Oakwood Hollow Lies a silver pool Bathed in starlight. Shadows Dance while the streams froth, And a bitter wind scampers Among the leaves. A lonely traveler stops To wipe his beaten brow. The path has lost him And his wits have left him, For in circles he walks, Around and … More The Silver Pool in Oakwood Hollow
Ever Higher
May 24, 2018
Fireflies flit Around the beckoning flames Like paper lanterns, Shimmery and gold, Floating towards the sun. You hum a labored tune Deep in your weary chest. The air is crisp, Your fingers numb. Your voice fails. Your head falls While the scorched logs Hiss, and the smoke Rises ever higher.
A Summer Night
May 16, 2018
The lake sits quiet. Not a ripple stirs The shore. Night is a threadbare Shroud, hung loose Over the cool waters. Stars dance, And the silver moon bares A crescent smile. Scents Of mint and clove Drift on the gentlest Breeze. A single Flower blooms, Its velvet petals dark As dusk. The crickets Trill. The … More A Summer Night
He Who Wanders 