Poems from Erysian
There he stands, framed in the doorway
In his hand the black leather strip sway'
Oh how it sway,' and the mother cower away.
Cover the...
Gone! Gone! The works of Man!
Returned to dust, where they began!
Washed low by wave and dripping rain!
Bare, cold stone where bones were...
There is darkness abound in these halls
Shadows, velvet black, form the surrounding walls
Light struggles vainly to pierce the ebon' folds...
I am a creature of light, a creature of dark
A creature of hope, a creature of dream
All I become, all have I seen.
Caught between good,...
Behind her hazel eyes, behind her brilliant smile
She bore a hidden cross
And she had borne it for a while
And she slipped and slid and...