Captian's Log The Air is Full of Lies 27 Sep 2019 All my words, stolen, flow from my veins; bleeding black ink, I fill the emptiness. I cannot write of today, of what I heard, those poisoned words. Dream, o dream,…
Captian's Log Poem: Sailing Away 26 Sep 2019 A short post from a tired blogger: So earnestly he lied, his tongue never failing, and she sincerely cried. But I went off sailing. The wind did fill my sheets,…
Captian's Log Cozy 25 Sep 2019 The soft light, diffused under a manila shade, glowed warmly in the corner, an unobtrusive lamp illuminating the final few pages of a mystery. He, the detective within the book,…
Captian's Log First Impression: Difference Between Hinduism and Christianity 24 Sep 2019 (Short post tonight. I'm working on an essay for a class. Here is a part of it). Myself possessing little knowledge of the internal nature of Hindu scripture apart from…
Captian's Log When Dreamers Wake 23 Sep 2019 When dreamers break and get a job, a cocktail on their brains —the bug is fixed— they wake. They wake to find it fixed: What good are working brains? Without…
Captian's Log Charades 22 Sep 201922 Sep 2019 As always, the hateful quiet descends. I know I am alone. Politeness follows. We smile, and the conversation goes nowhere. Goodbye, I’ll say in a moment. See you again, I’ll…
Captian's Log The Music of Morning and Night 20 Sep 2019 Alone at night, the stars above, the fire smoldering to embers at his feet, the minstrel strums his dreamy chords. The wind enlivens some distant trees, which swaying dance for…
Captian's Log Poem: Winter’s Vanguard 18 Sep 2019 So softly falls the tired snow upon the yet green fields; gently descends the wearied flakes over the lively plain. And here I stand—I’ll bear witness— that ice has come…
Captian's Log Rough Draft | Poem: Why Do We Clamor for a King 17 Sep 2019 I hear their call rise up—it fills my ears— A king! A king! they shout. My beard is long, my hair is sparse, and death will come for me —I’ve…
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