Skaldic scratchpad

An assortment of poems and other selected writings.

This site may or may not be updated in the future.

I got Butchered

A Midsummer Afternoon

God Shuffled his Feet


Romancing the Reaper


The Vogon Poem

Vogon Haiku

Winter Scout

Scream for me Washington

... and now for something completely different

Romancing the Reaper

Have you ever wondered
Lying in bed late at night
What your death would be like?
Would it come in soft whispers
Gently lulling you to sleep
Or will it be a violent affair
Tearing away the soul from your mangled remains
Would you ride out amid cries of glory
To meet the old enemy in glorious battle
Or will you surrender meekly, waiting
For the worms to ravage the spoils of victory
While you slip away beneath the folds
And into oblivion.