Freeing The Kobold

October 14, 2025

Escaping the prose …

I hid in the verse

My mind to compose

instead of converse

Defying description

I sang through the notes

And placed my inscriptions

in lyrical rote

I chose to hear music

over reasons again

To dine with the mystics

where forever begins

But when forcing my pen

back to stories untold

The Muse through the darkness

— sets free the kobold

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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