Amroth's Poetry

Ascension Entwined in web-light 'Cross yawning continuums, Past dissolving flesh hulks Borne away in photo-vessels Built for climbing... rising... Soaring above these ghost-ship humours: These tattered rags And water-jelly. Growing vast, and gaining The elemental flame of prophet madness Beyond all... Sign in to see full entry.

Gigawatt Terror Believe in the words of the planted men. The sword still bows before the pen. And do not neglect the well-feathered line For the falcon soars above the wren. Trust not your wit to the silvered disc That petrifies minds like a basilisk Gazing long into techno-fed eyes. The burning of... Sign in to see full entry.