A New Light, A New Day

Wow, so here we are, my own real web page and our first real blog. Where to start? I have been writing for years, I used to keep an active blog on Myspace. Does anybody remember Myspace? Shesh, I am old right. After that, I got a Live Journal, I admit no one ever read that but not because I wasn’t interesting. I barely ever posted. I always kept a journal growing up, too. My first “diary” I was eleven. I loved writing, would write stories and poetry as a kid.
We have started The Shade of Writing as a Shadow’s Lair family venture. The Shadow’s Lair Family is a family of two dads and two kids, not to unusual. We love to travel, and will post about our travels, everyday lives, fantasy writings, and just a general hodgepodge of things. We also have a goal to one day own a family farm and shop. We will use this blog to update our progress on this goal. For those of you who found this after following the Shadow’s Lair for years, thank you for your continued support. If this is your first time reading our writing, welcome and thank you. Feel free to follow us on Patreon.

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Left to Right Cera, Jayson, Damien, Aaron, 2011 Maryland Hiking trip

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Fighting the Fade

Her shadow is fading
With the days, her breath
Deep drawn it’s a struggle
Each and every day.

She cries out into the night
Is there a point to this hard life
Her blood grows cold, closes her eyes
Will she give up, say goodbye

Holding her tight with all my love
Stroking her head, I’m at her side
Each moment feeding her renewal
In the goddess’ hands I place her

Poet’s Note: Today our kitten Smores passed away. She was a fighter. I wrote this for her. Though her life was short it was filled with love.

Her dying moment, curled in my lap where she crawled to from her heated pad.

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Anxious Nightmare

We met at the coffee shop
Spoke in shaded tones
Her hair cut short
I thought she were my sister
But only at first, those eyes
Those eyes, Aniya, don’t lie
I vented about my past
And about her, she nodded
“I always loved you.”
“Even when you tried to slay me?”
I saw visions running from the knife
Twisted to memory of her and I
Fighting fiercely for my life
“Koraki, it’s past. I’m here now”
My soul aches, I feel damaged
Nightmares, the blood stained fields
I heard her voice in the distance
Though she was right across me
The world spins, I see a house
My house, empty, dark
Strangers in it, she chases them out
There my cat lays, injured severely
My brain scrambled, why why me?
We rush her to the vet yet
We never get there, my heart drops
As the road of visions it never ends
“I’m here, with you, it’s just a dream.”

The Second Battle

The mist covers the valley
The warrior king clad in armour
blue leather streaks of silver
The crest on his chest, A dark Z
Zandikor, the eternal light
The horses whinied, the skys violet
Thick with ash of war and pain
Her, in black leather, hair pinned
Sweet scent of cherry blossom on wind
The battle maiden, mistress of war
“it begins” deep guttral his voice
a suprise to even he, she nods
“Another nightmare Koraki?”
Tightens her gauntlets and readies the bow
Is it? He wonders silent, bodies all around
“War, constant in my head I fight.”
“War, Koraki, it is real. We both fight.”
“Where are you? With me?”
She shoots, her target struck in the heart

“Waste no time, Damien, the day draws.”

Damien…

“Sora?!” She runs into the fray

Sora the day draws and night ends
Lady of shadows my life I spend
Seeking your soul’s mortal shell
If you are out there say you are well
Here I am waiting, waiting Aniya
My troubled moon find me soon

Eternal Sleep

I cannot stop thinking of her face
The strands of hair like twisted lace
How I miss her warm embrace

My soul is cold, dark and dreary
I wander the world alone and weary
Dreaming that one day she’ll be near me

Caged the rage of sorrows hidden deep
With her I’ll find eternal sleep
Hidden in the mountains steep

Fly upon the wings of dragons
Love’s a battle we can’t win
If we fight the heart with in

So I cast my sword aside for her
Strong she makes my heart assured
I’ll dream of loves soft verse

Dreamer

I understand now her silence.
Her seeming to be gone
No she is ever near
And her heart is ever strong
I understand the misread cues
Alas I tread careful
Not to lead along the blossom
But my heart is ever tied
To the weight of her lone petals
The dreamer that I am
And if Buddha were to smile
Down at me know I’d be blessed
Ever knowing that it is all
Not in vain, no I’ll live
As dreamer always do
Ever embracing the dream