Captian's Log My Second Psalm | My First Original Hebrew Composition 1 Dec 20201 Dec 2020 Hey Ya'll, So, I've been studying Biblical Hebrew for two years now, and I've been taking a class on Hebrew composition. This is my first attempt at writing an original…
Captian's Log Haiku: Somber Delight 29 Nov 2020 Hear the gentle rain Softly falling on the ground Feel it on your face Breathe the winter air Stare into the barren trees Still the firs are green As I…
Captian's Log 2020: Thanksgiving 26 Nov 202025 Nov 2020 Happy Thanksgiving! The words we say to say our love —How great this little phrase— And every day Heaven's above Now is the time to praise Know God is good…
Captian's Log Poem: I Thank You for the Animals 25 Nov 202025 Nov 2020 I thank you for the animals,for little birds which sing,for dogs and cats and butterflies,the simple joys they bring. I love to scratch a canine's ears,to stroke a feline's back,and…
Captian's Log Poem: I Fear To Give You All 22 Nov 2020 I fear to give you all, and from my own incisions hide.So how can I obey your call? I said I would, I tried,but I, so unaware, I do not…
Captian's Log Sonnet: Prelude 20 Nov 2020 Now how shall I begin this task to write?Shall I lament some brokenness of soul,or start by praising Him who is my light?Shall my first verse regard the dark Sheol,or…
Captian's Log A Riddle 19 Nov 2020 Zoned out in endless hunger Only craving flesh Moving slow in stilted gestures Biting at what's fresh Illness made, and illness spreads Everyone who sees it dreads.
Captian's Log Lines of Verse 18 Nov 2020 Under the cloudy moon, and in the winter air, across deserted streets within the gaslight's glare a body lies forlorn, and cold as like a stone. Her lips without color;…
Captian's Log Poem: To Know 17 Nov 2020 I see you're good, but do I see what goodness is?I know you're truth, but do I know what's truly true?I say you're love, but what is truly good to…
Captian's Log Poem: Once Upon a Time 16 Nov 2020 Open your heart Now that you hear Calling your name Evergreen Woods Under their eaves Ponder the day; Over their roots, Note now the sun Always it's here Those who…
Tale Told 