Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (What Big Eyes) 31 Jan 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The addition: This twilight hour casts strange shadows Granny. She says while tentative her steps carry young child into a seat by your bedside. Forgive that I…
Captian's Log Sonnet: Darkest Hope 30 Jan 2018 Please read: Darkest Hope In darkness bound, he wanders solemnly, and seeks to find some rest and hope this night. Continue reading. . .
Captian's Log Of Fear and Faith 29 Jan 2018 “There’s a special providence in the fall of a sparrow.” ~Hamlet It’s been awhile since I have read or seen Hamlet, but if memory serves, the titular character makes this…
Captian's Log Carnival: Clown’s Counsel 28 Jan 2018 The scene is in a bar at night, where two clowns hold the following discourse: Clown 1: Insanity grips men when everything they see is trouble free, and when rewards…
Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (What Big Eyes) 27 Jan 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The addition: ______________________________. . .So how has he now like a puppet rendered you, and put upon himself your skin? You shared your bed, and cooked the…
Guest Blogger Post-Death Consciousness 26 Jan 2018 Post-Death Consciousness (Leg 8) 10th issue in series (find the other parts here.) (. . . Dear Mark . . .) Just one or two more semi-random thoughts for…
Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (What Big Eyes) 25 Jan 2018 Not wanting to pull any punches, I try to begin the story in the thick of things. Read: The Werewolf Epic The addition: Aged mother, who loves grandchild dear, how weak…
Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (A Beginning) 24 Jan 201824 Jan 2018 So after finishing up one overly ambitious poem (see Ghost Ship), I decided to jump right into the next. Some of you may remember a work from last year, Werewolf’s End,…
Captian's Log Ghost Ship: The Final Installment 23 Jan 2018 Please read: Ghost Ship It has been a long road, but my poem, Ghost Ship, is finally finished.
Captian's Log Poem: Facing Death 22 Jan 2018 The Addition: The hollow words, like a dog’s warning bark, sounded; no action followed the remark that corresponded to those manly threats. And such judgement the guilty man forgets. All…
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