Falling Dust

Fantasy Poem by Chris Bunton Falling from abovesparkles of the moonglittering aroundin glowing soft lightmoon dust fills the sky. Drifting, FallingFaeries gatherfloating on wingin the minds eye. To their kingthey returnbaskets heaped. The moonis full Shine Down It floatslike snow. Dwarven crewsfilling globeslighting mines With low moon glowWhile Elven gladesglisten silverMagick to sow Moon dustContinue reading “Falling Dust”

Beyond The Veil

Tail-Rhyme Poem by Chris Bunton Beyond the veil, in other worlds nearby; sensed or seen dimly in the third eye. Mystical beings, where secrets sought; in distant past, by myths shrouded. Hidden universes crowded, beyond belief. Fantasy or not? Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois. He has published inContinue reading “Beyond The Veil”