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Tag Archives: Wraith
Ghost (Poems) (2nd Set)
Nightfall. Eidolic mist amorphous phantasmal drifting from a H O L L O W tree forest phantasm forged in niveous tenebrous airs gliding over leaf litter before l v t t n e i a i g nebulous through the … Continue reading
Wraith Wind (Poems)
Tombstones wrenched in wraithen wind jet stream Wraith wind howling slip stream Passing ghosts wraith wind trails Lingering wraith wind curved around street lamps spectral calling card Returning to nether worlds dissipating wraith wind
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Tagged Dissipating, Ghosts, Howling, Nether, Night, Poetry, Street Lamps, Tombstones, Wind, Wraith
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Invisible (Fragments)
You can’t find me. You can try to but you won’t succeed. You might see me on the main streets but I’ll vanish into the crowds. You’ll catch glimpses of me in alleyways but I’ll fade into tenement blocks. Where … Continue reading
Clouds (Night) (Poems)
Caravan of ghosts moon beam trail Astral rags disintegrate wind strewn sky Wraithen fabric drifting on night tides Ashen giants splinter on twilight gales Phantom brumes dreaming of infinite voids Night rafts of ethereal wraith bone follow waxen rivers Loamy … Continue reading
Horseman (Undead)
Death rattle skeletal rider heads for the village Wide brimmed sombrero disguises bony features (alabaster face) Ivory fingers itchy trigger action Drifting poncho flashes of hollow torso Skeleton horseman stalks the moon strewn highlands Death rattle reverberates through the hills … Continue reading
Abstractions
It’s a solitary tower. At one point it was surrounded by a village but that has long since vanished, ensnared by the clutches of time. The tower somehow seems to be beyond time, somehow unclassifiable. Depending on the position of … Continue reading
Golden Giraffes Riding Scarlet Flamingos Through The Desert of Forever 