Immortality

Immortality

By Brandon Palzkill

My words,

all too often

unheard.

Not said;

written down to

be read.

Linger

on long after

I’m gone.

Oh, Hear My Call

Oh, Hear My Call

By Brandon Palzkill                  

Oh, hear my call;

my very own barbaric yawp.

Oh, hear my call;

my words resounding through the halls

and ringing through the mountain tops,

with hopes that they will never stop…

Oh, hear my call.

Form Follows Function

Form Follows Function

By Brandon Palzkill

Feeding my imagination,

unearthed ideas reveal themselves;

narratives screaming out to be

cast into shining creation.

Tempered, my chosen words become;

I paint a rich poetic picture

of intricately textured  imagery,

neatly interweaved with

fuliginous subtext.

Over time, I’ll breathe

refreshing life into my efforts;

my words exist, at long last.