I Dreamed I Saw The QueenKing’s Face In Person, There Before Me
A form adorned in beauty.
Tag: memory
The Stag Upon The Brean Peninsula: Epilogue
I told her of the stag of memory; of th’earth; of private moments lived; of th’night.
The Stag Upon The Brean Peninsula: III
With gracile step, agilic poise, ‘n purity he’d leapt from th’dark off to my right-side.
The Stag Upon The Brean Peninsula: I
Lapped waves wash, broken-crested – I am young.
The Stag Upon The Brean Peninsula: Prologue
T’was o’er ‘n through this coastly scene we traced the tracks of mem’ry.
Something Beside Remains
Your essence, earnestly put forth unto impermanence to weather storms of whetherwhims.
william altoft 