I am an old man, fixed of purpose and strong of arm. I wander the world at whim and haunt the forest with a singular thirst for knowledge and experience. I tend to write poetry without form or rhyme... But I focus on the rhythm... And I let it flow out like the tide.
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Drowning
When the heart gives way to the crushing waters of life... it is better to drown than to die amidst the rocks.
At the Roots of Yggdrasil
Norse pagan poetry for the heart of the beast
Floating
I've collected a lot of works I have made for me and thrown them into a mess of empathic poetry I have done f...