I see stones trembling, the skies growing dark and bluer, the trees swaying ominously, and the bones of the forgotten rising sequentially. I see a ravine deepening and widening, with fire spewing afar from its origin. I see the mountains groveling and the trees attempting to jump from their roots as they realize the prophecy was misinterpreted; it was the lord’s army that would come, but the horne...

To my sight, I see nothing but vermillion sand or whatever this bane is. Like the Egyptians, I too have been sent to the underworld with what I descended with. However, their caskets were of art and minerals; they bore jewels and medicines, whereas my tomb is merely wood and cloth. I thought because I could float above hades and below Athens, I could be immortal and pre-empt the epitaph and contri...

Snow falls and covers all: the ground, trees, and critters of the forest and deserts. The bulwark which is my house: made of wood, stone, and travail. What stops ice and water from plundering my abode is ironically what it has submerged; a sort of yin-yang. It cannot breach but it can blow and breathe, and what it breathes plummets body temperature, along with assurance. My fire is enough, but not...

Alas, the waves are tall and formidable, nevertheless, I will mount thee and ride thee to all continents and whatever end. From the prism of the beach, I see the threshold of the beach and the water essaying a siege of the beach like the Trojans and myrmidons. I see the ruins of soldiers in the form of shells and the whips and ropes in the form of seaweed. Like Goliath, I step forward into the wat...

It was the worst kind of day to be lost and alone on a mountain. For I was alone staring at the sky as it was in atrophy. The war of the sky and the treaties and cease-fires that are signed every day above our heads conflate and annex, and thus the sky has turned orange anew, with a great inferno at the center. I sit atop of grass, thin but many. Staring beyond my sight I did and with my legs spra...

Let thy love sprinkle and spread in all directions in the form of a white light. Let thy warmth be greater than the sun, as well as the white ice that troubles the loveless on the streets. If I should ever sadden thee, with all thine heart, full of fire and warmth, kindle thy heart of ice anew, as thou once did long ago, when I was neither above no...

Fire, the city is ablaze and screams of all ages are heard and they are endless. Buildings becoming ruins and vestiges are becoming rife within the kingdom. As it all crumbles and unfolds, the king in his purple and white robe is leaning forward with wrinkles and a grey complexion as he and his kingdom is helpless. His jewels and necklaces were futile, for they fell onto the stone pathway, for the...