Lothlorien Poetry Journal

  A Trilogy of Descort Poems STAY PUT Stay put. Will you make me twenty steel boxes, please? Let’s cook cluster beans and milk puddi...

Allhallowtide Revels By Greg Patrick “The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” - W.B. Yeats ...

  Sugar and Crematory   burnt out and about  the citizens that have  a good exit strategy      Inhaling Osiris   Slowly sh...

The Wheels Let the Platonic dialogue spin its wheels Sometimes. Let the claim of verbal satisfaction Defer respectfully to that of action,...

  In Search of the word   A conductor’s apprentice he seeks the strings of the cosmos plucking at the occasional breeze through leaves...

  THIS INEXPLICABLE NEED   The silence you left comforts me more than your voice ever did, or your touch, or, for that matter, ...

  Guardians   Stands the stone angel inanimate record keeper stone pen with etched plume writing in stone made opened ledger  ...