No matter how fate

batters me, denies me,

what she gives others,

I shall not fall to my knees,

nor bow my head in defeat.


Love & Books

This is a tanka written last year and posted on an old blog under the name W.F. Tyrman.

Raise a mighty tome
As my ever lasting tomb,
Through sheaths i roam,
Searching for feelings unknown,
And hearts, unbroken by me.