Collection of Works and Thoughts by Andreas Blacwode.
It flows into the goblet, rich and red,A shade of sunset late, or night-time’s fire,The wine we drink while ling’ring in our bed.The drink that takes away frustration’s ire,I understand not why it works so well!I only know that it… Read moreLove Grows with Years More Deep
Your very being is my body’s breathAcross the hall I feel your gentle loveIt’s been near score of years for us, my heartJust five plus two since I did beg your handBut seven short years was when we made our… Read moreMy Body’s Breath (a Sestina)
As I was heralding at Val Day this past weekend, I realized that while I’d written boasts for everyone processing in, I didn’t have any thing to say while TRM, TRH, etc, were processing out. I’d just taken a class… Read moreA Rondeau for Gulf Wars