Guest Barista Eric Syrdal-Waypoint…

in a back country crossroad
in the low hanging haze
of a hot summer night
my footfalls are drowned
by the roar of cicadas
near an old oak
with the august moon
caught high in its branches
she sat side-saddle
on a weathered fence
she noticed the bloody quill
in my back pocket
and jumping down from her perch
the ground boiled around her toes
she said she could see
the blood of the bards
flowing in my veins
and I sold my soul
for a wink from her emerald eye
and a white-hot kiss
from her poetic lips

Eric Syrdal is an independent poet/author. He’s an avid gamer and Sci-Fi enthusiast. He enjoys reading science fiction and fantasy literature and spends a great deal of his writing time focused in those genres. He is from New Orleans, Louisiana, where he lives with wife and two children.  You can read more Eric’s writing at My Sword and Shield….

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