The Crystal Palace (Snow Kingdom part 2)

The Crystal Palace Palace of the wilderness, such marvel to behold, enraptured by the elegance of this beacon in the cold; Children of the midnight sun to whom hope forever clings, abandoned here in fractal time on flightless, palsied wings. Amidst this frosty wilderness we came upon a palace of ruined spires and sunken domes … Continue reading The Crystal Palace (Snow Kingdom part 2)

Father Time

I ask for no intrusion, give no welcome here. The hour is late, Or mayhaps not. Time plays on in timbres unfathomed - that orchestra of woe, winding wood and brass face; a metronomic bomb swaying back and forth; tick-tock – from dawn of time, back and forth, through rhyme and minuet, forth and back … Continue reading Father Time