November now draws to a frantic close,And with December comes a wind that blows            And brings cold Winter on its heels,            In dance of ice and storm.            Soon hibernation quite appeals,            With blankets, soft and warm,A place for me to seek my own repose.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to the soundtrack […]

Just close your eyes, and feel the windBeneath your silver wings.Breathe deep the lofty air so thinned,The night and all it brings.Together we are breaking free,With sword and battle cry.Now unrestrained by gravity,On silver wings we fly.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Lacuna Coil’s Delirium (2016).

There really is no valid reason whyI feel so tired, so fatigued and slow.Perhaps a little stress may amplifyWhat is already there.  I do not know.I think that all I need is rest and peace,And then this deep malaise will start to cease. Tomorrow is another day.  Indeed,Its challenges may be worse than today’s.I pray […]

We look out from our vantage pointUpon the great expanse,And watch the setting sun anointThe forest with a dance.Another hour longer, andThe shadows will take hold.For now, the colors tint this landIn emerald and in gold.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to The Glowing Forest (2021), uploaded to YouTube by Lost in […]

Today was not a holiday,But rather, just another wayTo keep the creditors at bayAnd vultures from attack.The day was over in a blink,And was successful too, I think.The ledgers now run dark with ink.Indeed, darker than black.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to 中国古典音乐 古筝音乐 竹笛音乐 安静音乐 心灵音乐 放松音乐 瑜伽音乐 冥想音乐 睡眠音乐 […]

Today, of course, we all expressA sense of gratitude and thanksFor all we have and can access.This holiday fills in the blanks.But though it may be mere cliché,A grateful poem such as this,If such true words I did not say,Then truly I would be remiss.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Ballogomingo’s […]

It really is a marvel, whenUpon such sights we’ve gazed.The stories of these super menAnd women leaves us dazed.We watch each myth unfold, and thenGive cheer, our glasses raised.We marvel at each tale again;In awe, we are amazed.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Ballogomingo’s Beneath the Surface (2002).

And now, we come at last to this:As Autumn leaves us with a kiss,We are so certain not to missThe coming holiday.Thanksgiving is now many thingsFor many people.  But it bringsTo me a sense of hope that springsFrom tales now passed away.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Abduction_07 (2021), posted to […]

Where do the mermaids go,When Summer trickles to an end?Do they oppose the flow,Or hasten just around the bend?When air and water chill,And Winter promises to snow,We mysteries distill,And wonder where the mermaids go.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Biosphere’s Shenzhou (2002).

The weekend, it has come and gone so quick,My time away feels like it was a trick.            Tomorrow, I return to work            For just a day or two,            And try not to go too berserk            As Friday’s fears come true.Sometimes, they are enough to make one sick.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening […]