The Time is Now


Motley band

Of misfit toys

Set out for glory

To live the story

Along the way

Unknown awaits

On destined paths

In distant lands

The prize they seek

That sets them free

While on this quest

They’ll give their best


Ghostly Comforts


The ghost left behind

My shadow’s companion

On these quests

Abroad and internal

Cradles my head

Against whipping winds

That would see me fail

Reminding me fondly

Of what got me here

To this time and place

And what to do about it