“Adorn them in hammered ribbons of gold

Bloodstones for the weak, rubies for the bold.

Ships to the sea with God’s holy fire;

Burning prow alight, mortal Viking’s pyre.

Ravens in the eaves watch ghosts on the hill,

While sea gods wrestle o’er a dead man’s will.

Pagan kings clamber o’er what wounded dies.

Wise Odin sacrifices his eyes for eyes,

Cursed empires drown in fire and blood.

Mythologies dissolved into ancient mud;

Comes the Second Coming and the second power

From ash heaps and shadows rises an eternal flower.” By Michael Kurcina

I’d like to see more people write and I encourage them to. Would I love to spend more time on this craft of writing poetry, sure. Everything seems to get in the way. If you think you have a story to tell, tell it, and make time for it. Am I happy with the outcome of this one? No, but it’s what I made time for. I don’t care if your job is stacking bodies or furniture. I encourage you to write poetry, stories, blog articles, whatever. Create!

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Mike credits his early military training as the one thing that kept him disciplined through the many years. He currently provides his expertise as an adviser for the DoD. Michael Kurcina subscribes to the Spotter Up way of life. “I will either find a way or I will make one”.

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