Captian's Log Short Poem: Untitled 4 Feb 2019 (Started working on this, but have grown too tired and sleepy. Please enjoy this draft.) Inspired by: Re-adjustment |..|..|..| He’d long imagined that glory in death— Long he’d supposed that as…
Captian's Log Poetry: Space Psalm 2 Feb 20192 Feb 2019 Please Read: Space Psalm (I put this together hurriedly, and am following a pattern to which I am unused, that of Hebrew parallelism. As such, I may yet revise this psalm.)…
Captian's Log Dreamer 31 Jan 2019 In various positions were the madmen populating the ward. Three of them took counsel round an incomplete puzzle. Their conversations were inane and political, talk of revolution, of blood, of…
Captian's Log Poetry: I Am Paul 28 Jan 2019 I had a brief assault of poetry this afternoon: Can someone remind me of who I am? Erase all the pain of yesterday? I dreamed once again—but slept through it…
Captian's Log Rising Sun 26 Jan 2019 While the others lay sleeping, he sat up, gazing out into the eternal darkness, the empty starless night surrounding them, their heaven and their hell, their north and south, their…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Why? 25 Jan 2019 I cannot forget, but whisper your name when thoughts of romance within me inflame. All suitors I meet are mem’ries of you. I cannot forget, though we are all through.…
Captian's Log Early Goings 24 Jan 201924 Jan 2019 Well, as part of my personal resolution for this year, I have endeavored to submit my writings to publications, only short stories so far, in an attempt to measure the…
Captian's Log Mindless Sight 23 Jan 2019 The madman was quiet, his worrisome silence infecting the observing doctors: it was lunch, but none of the three dared touch their food and so disturb the growing cancer. Half…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Broken Storm 22 Jan 201922 Jan 2019 I find I have little time today for a blog post. Please enjoy this little poem I threw together. The form became too constrictive in the end, and I wish…
Captian's Log Short Story: Son of Death 21 Jan 2019 Please read: Son of Death Excerpt: None paid attention to the slight glimmer, the haze building around him, as he stepped between the hedges. In another moment, he was invisible. Why?…
