
Monday, January 04, 2010
Thursday, November 05, 2009
By hob
By hob and not,
with bounding trot
by stricken stride
I bound the night.
The moon and gloom
my silent guide,
by breath and bale
and winding trail.
To light a light
would dark the night
and make alone
my shadow own
Therefore the twink
of dawning pink
will be my glow,
by hob I go.
with bounding trot
by stricken stride
I bound the night.
The moon and gloom
my silent guide,
by breath and bale
and winding trail.
To light a light
would dark the night
and make alone
my shadow own
Therefore the twink
of dawning pink
will be my glow,
by hob I go.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Midnight
Midnight
I loved you, secretly
like hidden moon loves sun
Beguiled I watched you, waning
waxing when you'd come
Poppies flower under moonlight
nod and whisper in twilight breeze
I lie below them looking up
at blackest sky and starlit trees
Into the void of ocean night
I cast my calling soul
Far as stars we are apart
flying as we fall
Night crickets hold their breath
mute to poppies' silent song
I lie where I once loved you
hollow as the night is long
I loved you, secretly
like hidden moon loves sun
Beguiled I watched you, waning
waxing when you'd come
Poppies flower under moonlight
nod and whisper in twilight breeze
I lie below them looking up
at blackest sky and starlit trees
Into the void of ocean night
I cast my calling soul
Far as stars we are apart
flying as we fall
Night crickets hold their breath
mute to poppies' silent song
I lie where I once loved you
hollow as the night is long

Monday, August 31, 2009
Buttons!
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Drawing at Castlefest 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Sunday, March 08, 2009
Saturday, January 03, 2009
Monday, December 29, 2008
Stormy night poem
Dearest,
though dreary rains drown you
and morning mists gown you.
Once golden leaves crowned you
you shine fine as when I first found you
Darkest,
sonore and deep browned one
it is the mid of my night.
Troubles run before me
and promises behind.

Dear,
your winds howl gray and jet
your stormy footfall beside my bed.
A lonely ecco rolls 'long the kim
you are without as I am within.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Monday, September 08, 2008
White Fox hat

This is one of the first hats I made. (Although technically it's more like a hood.) I made it for the bookcover of "Love of the Seven Dolls" by Paul Gallico, to be worn together with a fox mask. My favorite character in the book being Rey, the fox.
Unfortunately the hat shrank dramatically in the washing and is now a doll's hat, which is actually kind of fitting.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Lost Autumn Queen

On my lands I have let famine fall,
I have let winter reign.
I have let ivy lie,
likewise web and rust remain.
Now I have returned,
footloose, new bridges burned.
I am come home, to her,
that once I had unlearned.
The lost Autumn queen came home again,
she flew with geese by starlight.
Acorn and chestnut called her name,
as did rain and flame and twilight.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Sunday, June 08, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
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