Captian's Log Poem: End of the World 10 Jul 2021 So this is the end of the world when all ships have been docked into port, There's no train to be caught, and we all must get off. Disaster is…
Captian's Log Poem: Through Death There’s Life 8 Jul 2021 We wonder when the time will end, when all the stars their light will spend, when days and nights have no divide, when moon departs and there's no tide; We…
Captian's Log Poem: Ere you Go 7 Jul 2021 Whatever wonders meet your eyewithin the darkness of his lie,do not forget the truth I show,revealed in light before you go.Whatever secrets you will hearwhispered into your waiting ear,hold fast…
Captian's Log Poem: Masquerade 3 Jul 20212 Jul 2021 My face hid under porcelain skin Anew behind a painted grin Smiles are all about me now Questions of who and what and how Until the final hour's spent Each…
Captian's Log Poem: Zerathinth 1 Jul 2021 What music plays above the skies of Zerathinth, what melodies resound within her emerald halls, and who dares hear the bloody scream under the song? The harmony and melody of…
Captian's Log Poem: The Tears of Christ 30 Jun 2021 What dreary thoughts we have of you, that we think not your tears are true: The resurrection and the life, how could you know this lowly strife? How mean we…
Captian's Log Carpe Diem 27 Jun 202125 Jun 2021 Please Read:Carpe Diem We feel the moments slipping from our grasp and mark the time with calendars and clocks. Our life's like dust stirred up within a breeze which comes,…
Captian's Log Haiku of the Apocalypse 14 Jun 2021 They were people once with faces and names and loves, but they are all dead. They hunger for life, and their hunger destroys it. They hunger for me. Where am…
Captian's Log Poem: The Old Joke 30 May 202128 May 2021 My cat stares up with golden eyes, my laughter causing her surprise. From lounging on the heating vent, she rises with her long tail bent. I scratch her back and…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Scar 24 May 2021 Please Read: The Scar Excerpt: “Come on out, villain!” He was long past feeling awkward when shouting these inane cliches. After twenty years of flying around and punching through walls,…
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