Flickernail

The flickernail glosses my eye

In subtle caressing hues

That whisper shimmerings to the shadows,

Those silhouetted wings within gossamer,

Those secret shivers within the sliver;

They are the beckoning fears of the quiet quiver

For the smears that bind, like wet lashes of

A trembling eye, are the same that

Protect from the

Wanderings of a soul searching to die

For the shaking that eases

Is the weakness that binds

And the flickernail knots

Me weak…

Tim's authored four books, including the children's book Shine So Bright and the critically acclaimed Veneer: Living Deeply in a Surface Society. He studied beauty in the works of C.S. Lewis for his PhD under Alister McGrath. When he's not scratching poetry, or chasing the scholar's craft, you can find him carving up the trails of the nearest national forest on his Salsa El Mariachi 29er.

He lives in Charlotte, North Carolina with his wife and three pixie-daughters, and two acres of Great Horned Owls.