…and the girls we once were float down the River to time and go under. Drowned, we all assume. But then again…lots of unexplained, feminine looking, sword brandishing hands emerging from the misty waters in these stories…had to have come from somewhere, originally…it’s not as though they ever found the bodies…dead is not always so… Continue reading Gwenhwyfar lived to be old, Elaine did not…
Category: Dreaming
Nine And A Half Hour Dream…
Dreamt my mother called me at an odd hour. I jokingly asked who’d died,butshe didn’t laugh. I know it wasn’t my father, because I could hear him inthe background. Then I dreamt Mike called me up and reamed me out andswore at me (at least I HOPE it was a dream) at about 4:15 am… Continue reading Nine And A Half Hour Dream…
twas the night before nothing
Not a creature was stirring…
Even Japanese mythology is bizarre…
Once upon a time there was a monk who was in service to a high priest. He was married and had children. One summer day, this man accompanied his master to Mii temple. It was a hot day and he was sleepy so he took a nap in a hidden corner in the hall of… Continue reading Even Japanese mythology is bizarre…
Moonpoem #2
My moonlight was weightless it bore me aloft knew my sadness before it had a name left me sleepless and awaiting answers from one who slept days away in paralell madness Lunacy is the goddess’ kiss her mark upon your brow alien and strange She brings you words you must be rid of and dreams… Continue reading Moonpoem #2