Captian's Log Like a Dove 19 Aug 202516 Aug 2025 I have desired you throughout the world, but you are not in the world. Mere reflections, only, hints, footprints, leading to a beyond beyond me. How can I follow you…
Captian's Log On Two Kinds of Death 2 Jul 2025 The staccato scratch of the silent sweeper's bouncing broom—I was watching the man as he worked, pushing the eclectic debris into a pile—was like music. A soft sound, one of…
Captian's Log The Right Story 24 Jun 2025 "And where are you going now?" she asked, watching the dim figure crossing the bridge. No answer was forthcoming, which was no surprise. The distance between the two was great,…
Captian's Log So Small So Smaller Grow 3 May 20251 May 2025 Just as the little things, too little to be known, are what make up the whole of things, just so, no one can know. It can be felt, it can…
Captian's Log Birth 10 Apr 202510 Apr 2025 The stars await our tardy shipswhile by distracting rings and blips our eyes are caught in glowing glass. We gaze no more on Heaven's bliss—how many chances shall we missbefore…
Captian's Log Dancer 10 Feb 20251 Feb 2025 The dancing figure, frozen in bronze, extended an arm to heaven. I could almost imagine she was alive, such was the craftsmanship; in the corner of your eye, you would…
Captian's Log In the Dear Dark 23 Dec 2024 The tiger coils in the dark,his eyes are emerald flames.In lightless seas there swims the shark;his hunger no soul tames.The watchful owl waits in the night,no mercy in its glare.In…
Captian's Log Away to Heaven 5 Dec 2024 Not feeling well tonight. Not feeling well this week. I had the thought, thinking of my cat and how quickly she passed away, sick one day then gone, how my…
Captian's Log Mercy 12 Aug 202410 Aug 2024 At times I wonder if we run more from Justice or Mercy. Mercy seems the more terrible at times, the threat of forgiveness hotter than the fires of Hell, for…
Captian's Log Through 11 Jul 20246 Jul 2024 And through the mist, the rain falling like waves upon the thickset canopy—that partial umbrella keeps some of the storm off as I climb—I see the end of my journey.…
