Recent Death


The first day of many, more to come. / Like the dates carved into those stones. / Permanent, fleeting, eternal, and fading, / Beautiful. To…

Sensualities of Ormo

Let us moan and mumble together, / Under a blanket, from the box you opened, / And hurry to your satisfied end, / Before the security gua…

The Heart of a Lion

Yet one young cub was not so brave, / Though he was bigger than the others. / And so was a target of teasing and giggles, / From his many …

A Tinman, Swindled

“There is nothing there within,” / She sighed. / “There is nothing there within. / He is hollow, cold and safe, / In his armor made of tin.”

What Greater Treasure?

In the depth of the night, / I can feel my final heartbeats pounding hard. / As I drift from this life, / I’ll float high upon the…

The Resurrection of Ormo

The great dark shadow of Ormo, / Fell over her face and her hands, / And with a mighty quiver and release, / The spirit of Ormo was expe…

After the Fall

I cast my eyes to the tapestry of night. / His voice calling me from emptiness to emptiness, / Those penetrating eyes following me… /…

The Fall of Ormo

See, Ormo was his dearest friend, / All the way to his very sad end. / “It’s all right, Igbo,” Ormo would say, / “I…

The Call of Ormo

Your voice ever present in my ears. / That endless hum of song, / The restless tune from within, / That stirs and fevers my blood.

Mockery of the Ormo

Let us sing the songs and praises of the Ormo.


What’s that creeping, sneaking, / Through the grove of angry trees? / The taint of evil visions, / Painting shadows on the breezeR…

Shadows on the Fog

There are ghosts all around us, / Our deeds and words they log, / Spectres of our darker sins, / The shadows on the fog.
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