Another Poem

Another Poem

Circling, ever moving
seeking, never finding
Growing louder, the din of battle
the unchanging songs of strife
the battle joined, taking your place upon the line
holding fast, pushed back, surging forward,
repeated over again

Offering up the children to the Red King,
to grant victory without battle
the spoils of war while you sleep

  -Christmas Shopping

A Poem

A Poem

O, how I long for you
when e’er we are apart
I return and its as
though time waited for us
Frozen ’til my return

All I build is through you
You are the foundation
Why did I wait so long
When you were always there
Waiting there patiently

For me to download you

-I call it “Minecraft”