bybenjamin

The Bronze Room

a poem that shall become lyrics in the near future, inspired by mythology

The rain is gold in my dream
The walls reflect this spill of light
It's just the two of us here
But I am alone tonight

The locks & the doors all disappear
No bars on the windows, no guards on the tiers
This gilded sanctuary burns
I don't...
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Harold died on February 24, 2010 from a particularly aggressive form of brain cancer. He and his wife Nonie were married 52 years and were inseparable. They had an amazing relationship and were an example to us all.

I wanted to make something for Nonie as a memorial. I ended up making two, one of brass and one of aluminum. The brass had much more...
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