The Mouse & The Kiss

by Marc Gunn, October 15, 2004 I’ve been in a romantic poetry writing mood of recent. I wrote this late after performing at the Texas Renaissance Festival. She glided beneath the stars Silent and serene Like a ghost across the Field of wheat. It glowed a dark yellow, Her skin a pale white. She smiled […]

Continue The Quest

by Marc Gunn, October 15, 2004 I’ve been dreaming of elves of recent. They inspired this poem of elves and forests among the hills. I saw a nymph on a hillside Standing in a field of red poppy. Her fair skin glowed bright in the sunlight. She turned, and I caught her eye. She gazed […]

Open Hearts & Open Communities

This weekend, I realized something about myself that’s taken me years to understand. It started Saturday evening. Andrew and I stay at a friend’s house in Tomball. When faire is over, we can either head back to Tomball immediately or stick around, visit with friends, go to parties or whatnot. For me, that’s what it’s […]

Take the Punches

by Marc Gunn, August 2003 Once again, I find myself fighting with my co-dependent behavior to avoid losing the characteristics that make me, me. It’s so easy to submit myself to submission. It’s so easy to surrender to a smile. It’s so easy to lose myself completely And to listen to the lies that create […]