sandgrounders voice

Just the prayers of the saints that holds the kingdom together. Though it’s brewing. In the churches and pubs, as willow strikes the leather. The spark lit the Sandgrounders voice, then roared the whispers of a nation. In the raging storm through the fiery furness, a glimmer for the fearless lies at the next station.Continue reading “sandgrounders voice”

For the Sake of it

With this goodbye I start, and think of the holy ascension.Then I write for writings sake. Or the glorification of God,the ultimate glory of man.With the ego of Cain all around us, more sin than you could stand.I stand in reverence and adoration.In this a craft of writing.Listen to the voice that’s highest, or killContinue reading “For the Sake of it”

Still Water

It caught my eye in the Autumn.In the wonder of Winter, I stop!Still the truth I chase.In battle, happiness will not suffice.What can I offer? My words? A blood sacrifice? Now in the weeks of the great and holy.I see a raven perched on a mountain of skulls.There, a closed golden door, and I feelContinue reading “Still Water”