Oh, what’s this? Visitors beneath the mountain? Through still waters, they approach Don’t they know whose territory they encroach? Hm, bipedal, but no matter, They will crawl in time. What alien creatures They may be, I will make them mine. The scientist had warned them,…

Creature with a mane, front claws that maim Cloven hoofed hind legs, goat stomach but not head A fire brews within it, its tail is scaled and hisses The original, the monstrous maven, the chimera craven None could fight it save its brother, a beast…

Prompt from BlueJay Prompt Journal: What never mattered, anyway? Prompt 17: Somewhere in northern lousiana but farther south than I’m willing to admit –   there’s a house with a dusty rose bar stool that has had four dozen poems written about it and a…

Lumber yard Construction Sunset Industry Destruction Regret Built city Production End it Flat lands Reduction Spend it Mountain land Obstruction Bend it Train Station Seduction Defend it Cross puzzle Induction Up ended Graveyard Destruction Unscented

I’ve Fangs of beast But no teeth, Claws but bear no eyes My children might soon go extinct They take your children’s lives Coyote Burned me once And Bobcat hid my wife I have an empty stomach With which to feast on flesh They burned…

What do I see in these ghostly leave Portents of the future? Or perhaps the echoes of the past Or a mysterious allure. I see their structure clear as day See the way they work Their delicate lace pattern Revealing nature’s secrets And how it’s…

That thing, give it to me, please Your shiny clicky click-clack The faceted rock I want to squeeze A precious stone, your plastic jewels, Give them to me now. Or I’ll shoot? I’ll shoot. I need the shinies, the pretties To put them in my…

Journal Entry 247 I came across a legend, They looked to be like toadstools Homes for fae the size of shoes Too large to be normal mushrooms. My colleague saved me from disaster, Had I given in my toes would shatter For these were hard…

The tale of Crane Hill An old Military post located in the bay An old war room, updated with radar and sonar The echoing halls of a retired war zone Here the natives laid Slain by disease and Conquistador Here the soldiers died Blood spilled…

Human, I have some words Some words I know are tough to say So I’ll go slow You are my human after all And regardless I love you. I just think it’s unfair That you leave me at home That you go out for ages…