Location: Shire of Trisel, Trimaris

I am in my late forties, a proud husband, father, and a bard. I am a book pedlar by trade and a bookman by vocation. I am a romantic, a realist, and a Believer. I like a good joke, and a bad one even better. I admire all ladies for the innate beauty that is in each one, but my heart is sworn to the fair and gentle Lady Lorelei, who has consented to share my life and my name.

Friday, June 21, 2013

There Are Times

There are times I feel like
A dam behind which
Words and emotions pile up;
A jumble that wants to
Break out, but cannot find
Egress. They churn and they
Boil behind my eyes, my
Tongue burdened down by
The weight of all I want
To say, but cannot, wondering,
"Where is my muse? Why can't
I say what I want to say
When I want to say it?"
So I stand there, knowing
The frustration of being
A bard without words,
Lacking poise and elegance,
Failing to give voice
To the words I fear
May not be in me after all.