Captian's Log 2020: Memorial Day 25 May 2020 We will remember you and not forget this gift, this sacrifice you knew, this burden you did lift. You bought for us this day that you’re not here to see;…
Captian's Log Visions of the Night 24 May 2020 I saw the night sky in a dream, dark but bright with stars. It was at that time when the sun is just fallen from sight, and the horizon is…
Captian's Log Breaking Into a Closed Park 23 May 2020 As I walk along the sand, I feel it fall then give under my weight. I see below the tracks of birds and dogs and men who ere I walked…
Captian's Log Poem: Deep in the Dark 22 May 2020 Deep in the darkness of nightwhere the sun never rises,lost and alone in a plightyou’ll find tickets and prizes. It’s a fair, it’s a merry-go-rounda carnival ride—can you hear the…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: Deep in the Dark 21 May 2020 Deep in the darkness of nightwhere the sun never rises,lost and alone in a plightyou’ll find tickets and prizes. It’s a fair, it’s a merry-go-rounda carnival ride—can you hear the…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Undead Hill 20 May 2020 Up on that hill and under the moonthe ancient stones are holding back time.I know within the castle’s a crypt,and therein lies the restless undead.They wait for night, but in…
Captian's Log In Memory of Ravi Zacharias 19 May 2020 A great man, an apologist who exuded love to an angry and hostile world, has from this earth now passed, and I am glad for him that his labors down…
Captian's Log Plutonian Shore 18 May 2020 (A few characters I've been playing around with inside my head. Please enjoy.) It was the blood which woke him. In his dreams, the pouring, dripping noise of the sheep’s…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Desert Storm 17 May 2020 Tonight, there’s rain in the desert, and the storm’s like roaring lions. From West to East I see it fall, and from North to South it’s pouring. In the darkness,…
Captian's Log Short: New Day 16 May 2020 Tired, panting, I feel the weight of the year crushing me, and with each troubled wheeze escaping my lungs, I stagger toward the cliffedge. The stickiness of my blood rests…