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Notes: 23 / 1 year ago
Under Exalted heels no longer (Prologue)
A king known as roughshod
over all the human race;
‘My liege, you are a God.’
says a woman still of chaste
I do naught but slap her face
without a moment’s haste
I reason “In my kingdom,
treason is that word,
for it will have no place”
Domineering for a purpose;
to free a world of slaves
who’d otherwise usurp us
with tribute paid to knaves
who claim a measly pittance
must be the just remittance
to those beyond our graves -
Notes: 24 / 1 year ago
Under Exalted heels no longer (Part I)
Headquarters made of my palace,
a citadel of our mortal malice
First I silenced the short outcry
of those opposing plans to defy
With promises Hercules would die
I bribed Atlas to let tilt the sky
above where my castle does lie
a testament to man’s invention
A black bubble of secrecy erected
to cloak the doings of my dissension
My base of operations now protected
Campaign started, with skyward glare
Seeking details of their towering lair
Probe my enemy sat in airy overlook
Revolve round them with roving rook
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FEATURED WORK:
An Ode to an Abdicated Muse - A poem demonstrating my infatuation's huge capacity for aesthetic appreciation
A Sniper's Perch [REDUX] - A short story narrating the mechanical executions and detached ponderings and reflections of a lone Russian sniper during the brutal climax of WWII
The Last Bard’s Tale [REDUX]
An Epic Poetry series (in progress)
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You'll find Alexandria when the Dawn Commeth
A short story told from the perspective of a man facing his fast-approaching death. The narrative follows the struggles of two starcrossed lovers kept apart by wicked divine intervention.
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