The Poet's House

#death

  • I Come from The North

    I am Nanook.I was forged in the cold and the darkness of a barren land.In the arctic we live the hard way.We kill to survive.We survive to make lovein the barren land of the north. I know no pityand understand… Continue reading

  • Closing Your Eyes Forever

    Did you dance in the rainwhen the streetlights came onand thunder rolled across the land?When dreams were being gifted did you catch Nyx as she engulfed the world? Did you ride the tidal wave that consumes everythinggracing the stars with… Continue reading

  • Katie McGee

    by Michael Plante There’s a crow outside my chamber windowI swear its Katie McGeecoming back to haunt mefor leaving her the way I did. She must have died, or made a deal?for her soul is now within a crowfree to… Continue reading

  • On Calm Waters

    by Michael Plante “Our journey together has drawn to its conclusion.I leave you here and surrender my vessel.By end of light and tomorrow’s new riseI enter the realm of death.What you carry will determine the depth of your wakeso be… Continue reading

  • Pleasant Memories

    Prologue to Pleasant Memories Behind the building where I grew up was a small wooded area with a creek. Beside that wooded area was a field with a small apple orchard and walkway to a cul-de-sac. On the east side… Continue reading