Captian's Log Sonnet: Time 6 Apr 20196 Apr 2019 Please Read: Time Excerpt: As time is ever moving, driving fast, into that ultimate moment, the end, when all futures are burned, consumed, at last —our broken histories no hope to…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Rekindled 4 Apr 2019 When darkness overshadows all, how wonderful to light a match, magnificent to stoke a flame, and joy to see a candle’s glow. When hope cannot be found at all, how…
Captian's Log Gentle Night 3 Apr 2019 I'm sick, and I don't want to do anything. Here is a short narrative. Now go away. Closing the door behind me, I step out into the cold night. The…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: The Fallen 1 Apr 2019 Piercing the darkness, a single star is seen through the vaporous clouds. How softly shines the light; how momentary it is, for an instant passes and the thickening atmosphere again…
Captian's Log Short Poem: In the Darkness are Chains 30 Mar 201930 Mar 2019 In the darkness are chains, and in the shadows bondage. Sweetness and light are freedom; bitterness and death enslave. In this pit I cannot hope. We clasp our chains tenderly;…
Captian's Log The Bouquet 27 Mar 201927 Mar 2019 I wonder how it feels, that moment before—to see what no living man may see and live—I wonder how it feels before it— John VII is wheeled in, dead. Before…
Captian's Log Short Vampire Story: Meeting My Sidekick 26 Mar 2019 The vampires were older here, and when he staked their helpless corpses they moldered into dust, even to the bone. In the beams of sunlight, their dust curled. Coffin after…
Captian's Log The Wanderer 25 Mar 2019 The wanderer: His wide brimmed hat cast a slanted shadow across his face, covering his eyes and reaching down to the corner of his lips. The weathered fabric of his…
Captian's Log The Dark Returns 24 Mar 2019 With heavy breaths he stopped to rest, leaning against a streetlamp. It was in this position that the darkness found him. He felt the chill run over his clammy skin,…
Captian's Log Poem: Happiness 22 Mar 201922 Mar 2019 I told myself to write a hopeful song, and seconding, I found my heart did long to cast away my dreary garb and wash myself of this despair—did long to…
