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Weeping willow leans
& cries into the river
streaming tearful leaves.

The Intoned Discourses

Once, upon a bed of clay,
A famed conjurer shed his lore
To all who hung on all his stay;
So burst the catch on time’s first door.

Twice, on a floor of straw,
A star shone through meek stable walls
And bathed the month, indebted, in awe
Dissolving dreams in kindling stalls.

Many the hour, on a mat of rush,
Words washed over prone on rude witness
And damaged the news that societies

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You can leave it to me to uncover the sinister dark side of just about anything. So I was rather excited over my discovery of Krampus. Upon hearing of this delightfully endearing little myth, I gave a cackle of wicked pleasure and danced around a bonfire (perhaps not quite, but it sure would have been fun)

So just who is Krampus you might think to yourself?

In Austrian folktale, Jolly ol' St. Nick happens to have a very endearing side kick known as Krampus, and no ...

Inside Movement

The shadows clash.
Emptiness rings
in the silence
like a staircase
echoing
in an abandoned home.
Never will the quenched still life return
to the inane black hole
of Freud-and-lief it used to be,
remaining instead
with the 800-pound gorilla
in the next upbeat
current loft
downtown situation.

My Totem

Falcon:
far-seer
perched high above
with eyes that judge
weighing the landscape with care
proud in plumage and
regal posture
King of the Wind
unshamefully free.

Serpent:
transformitive power
seeking the secrets of darkness
held in balance between two worlds
deceptive but ill-deceived
whispering of knowledge concealed
caught between the suns power

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