Poems from Myther
the stars, the sky
the twinkling beetle skin
home is just a memory
the brick and clay
the scratchy, knitted clothes
the ashy air
the muggy...
Come home to an empty house
Eat at an empty table
Sleep in an empty bed
but watch your empty heart
for if you do not watch
if you not keep...
treachery of deepest part
reaching from the pagan heart
dagger, sheathed no more
words with venom spread
brought forth in discontent
malice...
sickly man walks so far
deadly man falls so fast
kingly man rises tall
guilty man hides so well
sickly woman covers up
deadly woman twists...
I held his hand
reached for his heart
but an arm's reach
only reaches so far
I stood and strained
as if reaching for the stars
I reach and...