In a dark time, the eye begins to see, I meet my shadow in the deepening shade; I hear my echo in the echoing wood-- A lord of nature weeping to a tree, I live between the heron and the wren, Beasts of the hill and serpents of the den. From--"In a Dark Time" by Theodore Roethke

For those who seek the dark's embrace Not for those with buoyant taste A dreamscape made of joyous woe For lovers of Shelley, Burton and Poe Poetry of dark but not of ordinary values. Enjoy this delicious blend of macabre and morbid goodies. <3 Copyright © 2013 - All rights reserved.

Thoughts of all sorts

There is a point in life when people are on the brink of giving up. This is the in-between time when you contemplate whether you are strong enough to move on or exhausted enough to stop trying. Although we fight to see the sun, even the lightest soul is tainted... Copyright © 2013 - All rights reserved.

Harry Potter poems and one shots.

My poetry.

My collection of poetry for the 2013 Atty Awards. Made it to the "Showcase" awards of top 50 collections.