Captian's Log 2020: The End 31 Dec 202030 Dec 2020 Adieu 2020 Well, it's the end of a year, a rather strange year. It seems I know I lot of people who died, though I don't really know anyone who…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Power of the Tongue 30 Dec 2020 What knife is sharper than a tongue?What fire ever burned more savagely?And yet with wit and eloquence,the truth may cut the cancer of deceit;the light may disinfect the dreaded sore.
Captian's Log No Post Tonight 29 Dec 2020 Just met my niece for the first time. She is currently tottering around my sister’s living room. She keeps giving me a look that says, “Who are you, strange person?…
Captian's Log Poem: Faceless 28 Dec 2020 Forgetting who I am,Answering with the crowd,Childless and fatherless,Everything I was, gone.Lost without a dawn—Endless is the darkness—Silence is my shroud.Shadows are all I am.
Captian's Log Poem: Longing Never Known 27 Dec 2020 In the sunlight or the breeze,in the music of the trees,in the whisper of my heart,and within my deepest part,waiting in a quiet place,something I can never face,wanting only to…
Captian's Log Reflections on These Little Gods 26 Dec 2020 On the road and caffeinated, sailing by the cloudy sea of heaven, I pause in wonder at the beauty of these passing, formless things. Here some are dark; others a…
Captian's Log 2020: Merry Christmas 25 Dec 202023 Dec 2020 Merry Christmas. I hope you find the day restful. Be with family; be with friends. A favorite in our house, I have been reading aloud the classic, A Christmas Carol.…
Captian's Log 2020: Christmas Eve 24 Dec 202023 Dec 2020 Christmas is tomorrow, and we celebrate the coming of our savior to the world. Come and adore Him, this weeping baby, which is the very God who made the heavens,…
Captian's Log Short Story: Long Night 23 Dec 2020 Please Read: Long Night Excerpt: The clock had stopped, and I, afraid to move, remained within my chair as still as its unmoving hands. It seemed to me, as night…
Captian's Log Short: That Which Hungers Below 22 Dec 2020 There are things below the town the forms of which we cannot tell, nor dare we hint at fearsome moans nor dreadful eyes. Within the dark tunnels beneath our feet…
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