Lichened

Behind my father's dolmen glowing ash floats ever down

The distant föhn too late to stop his bones in dry sand drown

My throne-bound king makes this invader's geis his greening crown...

Petra's Sleep

Her gaze soft pewter clouds engross
and in the dimmet's eye,
a doxian glamour draws her close
to trap and petrify...

Dyad's Deception

When I stand between two states, I cause biplicity:
The difference my eye creates turns nothing into three

Overcast

Flat light births the cloudy day
Unshadowed vista's optic prose
hums even-timbred quiet dismay
'til earth exhales and green wind blows