November 23, 2012
Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything happen.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Kakapo
November 13, 2012
The ship lies lonely on the beach,
beyond the tide and out of reach of waves
that cruelly plotted her demise.
They can’t touch her now.
And stripped of all but heart and bone,
naked and abandoned, she waits alone for time
to take her slowly, inch by inch,
defiant to the end.
Beyond the bluff, a lighthouse, raised to late
to find and guide her from the tragic fate that took her,
a maiden, to this forgotten place,
and left her.
And all the while the waves claw at the wall
of sand. Her last protection from the horde, grasping,
unrelenting, for one last chance to ravage
what’s left behind.
November 13, 2012
