I do not often dream, but sometimes, the results are hilarious. This is what I'd classify as a "nightmare," but in the light of day, it's not so scary, at all. But it is funny. The dream begins in media res, at a rite at Wellspring where all ADF's clergy were reciting the oath they take at ordination in order to renew their credentials (which is, ( Read more... )

I'm tired of "A is for Apple" and similar things. So here's a better, less common alphabet that I'll be reciting to my kids ( Read more... )

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Recently, in a discussion with sleepingwolf, I ended up writing a rune poem. I hadn't done this before, but have thought about doing it for some time. This particular one isn't designed to have meter or anything fancy like that (at least, not yet), but just to get the ideas out of my head.

So, ( without further ado )

I stand upon the earth ( Read more... )

So there's this poem I've been working on. Its initial lines were typed in on Dec. 11, 2001, though it may be a few months older. It very much follows a certain. . . shall we say. . . lack of meter ( Read more... )

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I received a series of pictures today in my email. They came in a poem. Those who correctly guess who sent them to me will get to see the pictures. You must guess from the poem, though ( Read more... )

An apple, today, has made me poetic.

My apologies if you are afflicted with my poetry in the near future.