Category: Poetry

  • Daughters of Stone: The Kore

    In marble bloom, she stands so still, A maiden shaped by sculptor’s will, With braided hair and almond eyes, She gazes through the centuries’ skies. No voice to tell her sacred name, No whisper of the artist’s fame, Yet grace flows through her chiseled frame, And beauty burns without a flame. Clothed modest in a →

  • In Attic Dust

    In attic dust they stand in rows, Small sentries forged in silent pose, With paint chipped coats and stoic eyes, Still loyal through the years gone by. Their muskets fixed, their helmets bright, They once knew charge and brave, bold fight, Across the floor they marched in file, Commanded by a child’s bright smile. No →

  • Whispers of the Force

    A Jedi walks the twilight line, Cloaked in stars, by fate designed. His saber hums, a quiet song, Of right and wrong, of weak and strong. The Code, a creed etched in his soul, Speaks peace, control—a sacred goal. Yet in his chest, a storm takes flight, Of doubt and rage, of dark and light. →

  • Wildri Whisperspell, the Gnome of Guile

    Through shadowed streets and moonlit glades, A cunning gnome in leather fades. With twinkling eyes and nimble hands, He dances where the law withstands. Wildri Whisperspell, so sly, A rogue who lives beneath the sky. With dagger keen and staff in tow, He walks where only tricksters go. No lock nor vault can bar his →

  • Whisper of the Heights

    I am the ghost upon the wind, a whisper woven into snow. Through frozen peaks and shadowed cliffs, I walk where none but silence go. My coat is frost, my breath is mist, my steps leave echoes, light and brief. I dance where winter carves its throne, a monarch draped in white belief. The world →

  • Lost on Hoth

    White winds howl, a frozen tide, Through icy plains so vast and wide. A snowspeeder, scarred and torn, Drifts where only ghosts are born. Engines sputter, power drained, Frost creeps in, the hull is strained. A lone pilot, trapped, unseen, Swallowed by the world of gleam. Comms are silent, hope is thin, Echo Base grows →

  • The Black Cat’s Delight

    Upon the windowsill so high, A sleek black shadow, golden eye. Silent watcher of the night, Bathed in soft and silver light. But when a hand, so kind, so true, Reaches out—a touch so new, The shadow melts, the purrs arise, Like rolling thunder, deep and wise. A scratch behind each velvet ear, Melts away →

  • The Longest Route

    From A to B, a simple way, A path direct, no time to stray. But where’s the joy in straight and fast, When winding roads were built to last? Through hills that roll and rivers wide, Down hidden lanes where secrets hide, A woodland trail, a mountain crest, A journey made to be the best. →

  • The Mandalorian’s Path

    Through endless stars and cosmic sands, A lone gunslinger roams the lands. With armor gleaming, cold and stark, He walks the void, a flame in dark. His creed: the Way, a vow, a guide, No kin beside him, no home to bide. But fate would weave a tale of care, For in his arms, the →

  • Left and Right

    Two sides of a line, forever apart, Each with its purpose, its own unique art. Left leans to logic, measured and tight, Right flows with passion, seeking the light. The left is the scholar, with rules to obey, Counting the steps on a linear way. Right is the dreamer, with colours that flare, Building a →