Tag: river Styx

  • The Ferryman’s Coin

    The Ferryman’s Coin

    You stand upon the bank of a dark river. The restless water moves against any rational tide, as though it reaches out to draw you in. The small waves, each struggling against the others, whisper to you, offering all the unanswered secrets of your life, yet something keeps you from diving into that umbrous tide. …

  • Greenwood Cemetery, Mid-winter’s Night 2015 • from 54 poems at 27

    Greenwood Cemetery, Mid-winter’s Night 2015 • from 54 poems at 27

    solid ice erected a sheen over thousands of shipmasts, hundreds of spires I looked again through black wrought iron spikes beyond their frozen ocean wave to the light some faced – others ignored – beyond the second wall of steel. orange warmth washed over mistless masts stark-set against blued half-things, vapors, half-trees, half-stones, half-beasts there roaming…