Monday, September 21, 2026

Poem "Ascension"

 

Ascension

By Richard H. Fay

Though my heart has known pain,
My spirit will ascend,
Reaching a higher plane.
No more will I pretend
To know delight and bliss,
My soul will find true peace.
Freed from the dim abyss,
All my troubles will cease.
From darkness I will climb
To a zenith sublime.

(Photo above by yours truly.)


POEM "Dark Vine"


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 Dark Vine

By Richard H. Fay

Drear thoughts sprout like a dread vine
Clinging to the crumbling walls
Of an over-laden life
Ever tried by harsh torments.
Bleak feelings plague this frail soul,
Digging deep into these stones
Laid around a harassed heart
Ever weighed down by grim woes.

POEM "The Troll is Dead"

 

The Troll is Dead!

By Richard H. Fay

Quelled by death's grim touch,
Silenced by the reaper's hand,
The troll's outrages are over!
No more bitter attacks;
No more savage affronts;
No more hurtful abuses.
With sharp tongue dulled,
With harsh words hushed,
The brute's terrible trollery 
Finally comes to an end!

POEM "Working My Way Toward Paradise"

 

Working My Way Toward Paradise

By Richard H. Fay

I toil through this existence,
Hoping to make a better life.
I labor through endless hours
Striving to improve my lot.
I drudge through this dreariness
Dreaming of a tranquil bliss.
I struggle through the darkness
Wishing to behold the light.

CINQUAIN "

 

Tumultuous Days, Tempestuous Nights

by Richard H. Fay

Harsh woes
Felt in daylight
Produce nightly tempests — 
Cyclonic nightmares storm within 
my mind.

HORRORKU "Keening Spectral Lass"

 

keening spectral lass
disturbs midnight slumber —
coming death foretold

CINQUAIN "Price of Prying Too Far (2026)"

 

Price of Prying Too Far (2026)

by Richard H. Fay

Summon
Beings eldritch; 
Learn lore esoteric;
Pay a price most exorbitant — 
Your soul.