Captian's Log Drabble: Stranger 3 Jan 20211 Jan 2021 I thought I'd know your voice, or maybe see you wink—but no! I am a stranger here. For I myself, I am a stranger in a foreign land. Stranger as…
Captian's Log Drabble: After the Flood 21 Dec 2020 This morning, as I was heading to a doctor's appointment, I came over a little rise and saw a huge rainbow. Its arc was so long that it appeared to…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Silent Sea 19 Dec 2020 The Silent Sea, so still, lies restless in my heart; that waveless depth, that darkened mirror, still stirs within my thoughts. The silent denizens about that quiet place have too…
Captian's Log The Day Is Gone 15 Dec 2020 After the day is gone, and the night's shadows caress the hills, I sit contemplatively in the quiet darkness. How sweet the dreams of sleep seem to me, yet I…
Captian's Log Drabble: Man vs Zombie 10 Dec 202010 Dec 2020 The problem with zombies is you can't hate them. Sure, they're destructive, evil, horrible, but they're also mindless. They just do what they do. You might as well hate the…
Captian's Log Drabble: In the Dark We Find the Dawn 6 Dec 2020 Wipe the tears away, and let the ocean waves flow over you. Drown in their depths, and let the great abyss take all your pain into its unmeasurable darkness. Dream…
Captian's Log Drabble: A Sick Heart 24 Nov 2020 A melancholy air infects my lungs, and my breath is heavy with a sadness that is not quite sorrow. I sit alone in the evening, about me the noise of…
Captian's Log Drabble: I Look to the Rising Sun 14 Nov 202014 Nov 2020 The breaking dawn, his brilliant beams shooting above the hill, how wonderful. What a blessing to the eye. What wonderful treasures are writ large in nature; What impoverished creatures we…
Captian's Log Drabble: The King is Dead 13 Nov 2020 At twelve o'clock the king died, or there abouts. It's not really that important when he died. The important fact is he died. He died; we're to mourn him. Put…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: What’s Done 2 Nov 2020 My hand is in the satchel, and I feel the coldness against my palm. Grasping the little demon, I pull it into the light. Again, I close my eyes, and…
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