usurper dreams
by eric marin
royal guards lie
broken
on a crimsoned carpet
of night frost
fingernails lie
scattered
on the cold ashes
of a fire
coiled shadows lie
in wait
on the edges
of the king's road
a usurper's dreams lie
balanced
on the edge
of a wizard's spell
When he's not practicing law or spending time with his family, Eric Marin writes poetry and fiction. He also publishes the speculative fiction and poetry webzine Lone Star Stories.
Eric's favorite fruit is the raspberry.