After reading George MacDonald’s "Phantastes" it is clear to me why CS Lewis chose MacDonald to be his Virgil in "The Great Divorce."  "Phantastes" is truly one of the most remarkable works I have ever read.  Overflowing with rich imagery and lyrical finely measured prose (along with some superb longer ...

- GK Chesterton, The Collected Poems of GK Chesterton (136).

Leptodactylous I am,No doubt it's true.Sitting here,Strumming softly:Listen and imbueNotes glimmering cheerEchoing gently.Intricately renewEscaping cold meer,Riding the wind, romantically.del.icio.us : Poetry

These are the summer days, Clouds running with my mind (both sailing on the wind): I’m reclining ‘gainst a tree Dreaming up one-act plays These are the fall days, Watching the leaves fall Bearing my aspirations— The colors come and fade To a crunchy pervasive brown glaze These are the winter days, Huddled by the fire with my muse, It’s cold here; If ...

It's not that you'reCaught between virtue and viceIt's that you lie stillScratch a little, as if looking for lice.Have I mentioned how beautiful you are,Your eyes reflecting in the moon?You're like a stillborn butterflyStuck and dying in its cocoon.H is for Harmartia,Is it fate-driven or choice?The only tragedy hereIs your ...

Love’s as warm as tears, Love is tears:Pressure within the brain,Tension at the throat,Deluge, weeks of rain,Haystacks afloat,Featureless seas betweenHedges, where once was green.Love’s as fierce as fire, ...

Friend or Enemy?The lukewarm perfection of politeness personifiedIn your civil drone,Neutral eyesAnd accomodating overtoneOf meaningless abstraction;You give rise to nothing.Give me a hug or give me the finger.del.icio.us : Poetry

Just because it’s floating In the ether of my eyeDoesn’t negate its bearing Or give it status as a lieJust because it’s burning ...

A score or more grinning headsPasted to the wall like so many trophiesEyes rolling in blue despairScratched in the face like jagged pondsHolding fishy thoughts and brackish ideasOf multi-coloured decadence cut to no certain form;But that's beside the point, please turn to page 3...del.icio.us : Poetry

(in which the tongue is in the cheek)By the way, I'm the best,Don't look there—It’s here you should invest.If there’s a problemIt must be you,Fix that and change yourself,I’ll soon shine—as good as new!The blame you’ve namedIs surely misplaced.Challenging me is foolish,Why set yourself up for humiliating disgrace?Don’t forget—I’m the ...