Captian's Log Let Spooky Season Commence 1 Oct 2021 It's spooky season! I'm pulling out all the skeletons from my closet and giving them a good dusting, letting the ghosts out to be exorcised, and a friendly, aristocratic sort…
Captian's Log Poem: Descent 26 Sep 2021 We bought a castle in the cloudswith whispered promises and vows,but now that I'm alone it crowdswith fevered thoughts, no peace allows. I'll fly no more within a bright blue…
Captian's Log Poem: Along Life’s Way 17 Sep 2021 The darkness lay before the man along the road he knew he had to walk. He stared into that shadowed veil. Anon, to no one did he talk: "What's now…
Captian's Log Asthma 16 Sep 202116 Sep 2021 I had a recent flair up of asthma, and it feels like a constant weight pressing against my lungs. It can be quite hazardous to one's pride when he can't…
Captian's Log September 11th: How Long, O Lord? 11 Sep 202110 Sep 2021 I remember waking up twenty years ago, sitting in front of the television, trying to make sense of things. People were dead, innocent, noncombatants. Our nation was going to war.…
Captian's Log Now You’ve Confused Me 10 Sep 2021 Driving my friend and neighbor (whose car is in the shop) V----- through downtown G------. Graffiti, graffitied dildos everywhere. We're stopped at a stoplight. I hear V----- say, "Aw, someone…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Fantasy 23 Aug 2021 Falling through the depths of death Advancing through unconscious streams Nearing never any end Tossed, and tossed, and tossed again At once some sound may rend Silence, the dwelling of…
Captian's Log Poem: Full Moon 21 Aug 2021 The silent moon hung in the air, a brilliant, glowing eye, and staring up, I was aware, that I was forced to sigh. Its cold beauty assaulted me, its pale…
Captian's Log A Moment of Asthma 12 Aug 2021 The red moon hung over the city, a thin, bleeding cut in the black heavens. The summer night raged like a sauna under the ashen sky. I couldn't breathe. Wheezing…
Captian's Log From the Pen: Hidden Streams 8 Aug 20216 Aug 2021 Gentle Death, Simple Life, What is Love to thee? Awful Grave, Wonderous Song, all have come to me. Who can sleep in earthen bed and swim among the stars? Who…
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