Captian's Log Drabble: The Desert 11 Oct 2019 A shadow passes overhead, and soon is joined by others. Circling, the vultures gather ‘round me in this dried desert. I don’t bother looking up; the miserable cretins may follow…
Captian's Log Poem: Nothing 10 Oct 2019 I’ve no heart I’ve no soul I’ve no mind Sing a song Shout for joy I’ve no ear Play the game win or lose I’ve no part Give me good…
Captian's Log Poem: My “Liberal” Friend 9 Oct 2019 Am I a broken toy to be ignored? Are you a priest, or king, or judge to moralize, send me to Coventry? Backs turned, silent. I say hello, but you’re…
Captian's Log They Die Alone 7 Oct 2019 The broken warrior leaned upon the overturned wagon, his sword wavering as he held it between himself and the bandit. One of the horses whinnied, confused and in pain, dying…
Captian's Log Reading the Bible 6 Oct 2019 There are two ways in which people use the Bible: On the one hand, people sift, analyze, and tear apart the Bible, searching for some nugget, some phrase or verse,…
Captian's Log Poem: Dreaming Stars 5 Oct 2019 Though heaven her curtain pulls, through pinpricks her light escapes. For her veil of starlit holes —hungering—my heart still aches The stars, the stars, they shine, and everyone is mine.…
Captian's Log Poem: Silence 4 Oct 2019 We called, but you weren't there. What do I say? The kids starving, and me what could I pay? Then ready War, ready always with flesh, kept these alive, and…
Captian's Log Poem: She Works to End the World 3 Oct 2019 You rise to stir the pot, an eye on the foul beast which ere this point has sought to keep you from your feast. He’s still while you’re looking, but…
Captian's Log Chiasm: Buried 2 Oct 20192 Oct 2019 Buried where none may see, despised and out of sight: The ground consumes the corpse; the earth closes its mouth. What dreams do dead men dream? What hope lies in…
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