Introducing Wintertide

Dear Readers, We are pleased to announce to you the release of our first (and, at the current rate, possibly last) chapbook. For nearly a decade, we have been working on an Easter themed chapbook. Year after year, we would write new Easter poems and store them in this dusty, online vault, talking vaguely about […]

February Daffodils

Oh daffodils! You eager things! Poking your sunshiny heads out at the mere suggestion of Spring when all the wise flowers doubt the winter wind’s hot air. Yes, they will arrive uncrumpled to May, but you had a crystal crown to wear when snowflakes flew today.

Living Trees

The skeletons of the trees are not the dead things they used to be to me. I grow older, and the winter folds her hope into the cold with gentle fingers. The moonlight lingers, the starlight sings her melodies to seasons while the trees, donned in mere bark, freeze. The empty, graying hands rise and […]

Satisfied

Let the world of glory-seekers go with wealth and want ungratified, or find their treasure like a dearest beau in colored chaos under rainbows wide. I’ll be glad on islands, owing One. Oh, bring me sunset in a cup, the same I’ve had before. Tip o’er my soul and fill it up and let the […]

Envoys

The day may come when all the clouds burn with fallout fire; when trees are ash-slips standing frail against the poison winds. When earth worms wriggle earthily fat and undistrubed. When suburbs smolder worthlessly into elements. When even rain is acid spray and puddles mirror stone. When all the earth is washed of man scrubbed […]

Corrected Lens

I love you, Lord, not for the road to my own castle that I took you for, but for You Yourself— the end of every road I take.

Night and Day

They meet at the edge of the world— the soft, pink pillow of the sun and the cold, navy runway of the stars— two as different as they come. And if they refused to be seen together, the children of earth would live and die without ever seeing a sunrise.

Waiting Wintertime

tension tingles in the air, beads of frozen iron. All the talk’s of fronts, of air, cold, precipitation. Weather there’s an in-between the now and what is coming it might as well have never been against the future numbing frost and frozen water drops white as tufted ice-balls. We rush to board up home and […]

The Choice

Kitty sits arrested on the fence, paused like stone between the either-way of going right toward forest trees and manse or left as far as empty fields can say. Now one may wonder how a single cat who’s busiest moments doze in lazy sleep, would ever need to plan just where he’s at or ponder […]

January 7, 2026

Who would think it January? Not the birds chatting eagerly as they zoom from branch to branch, not the tiny blue flowers, newborn among the weeds, and not I, warmed by sunshine and emboldened by the wind. Together, we savor this slice of Spring served so early in the year, the dead world stirring to […]

Though Sunlight Wanes

Sure though the light that led me through the day and hastens quickly to its wint’ry bed should deign to paint the clouds like kids at play: spilling flame and orange overhead, and though the shadows gath’ring round would dance their undulating coldness as the wane of mirthful brightness turns at last askance and closes […]