Captian's Log Short Poem: Desert Storm 17 May 2020 Tonight, there’s rain in the desert, and the storm’s like roaring lions. From West to East I see it fall, and from North to South it’s pouring. In the darkness,…
Captian's Log Poem: If Only 14 May 2020 If time would last forever If this moment would never end If the stars would stay and the moon would halt in the sky I could wait here for you,…
Captian's Log Poem: On and On 30 Apr 2020 In the light, we could see what we must remember; In this darkness we’re blind but we cannot forget. Is there not in our hands still some truth? an ember?…
Captian's Log Poem: I Stopped 29 Apr 2020 Please Read: I Stopped So, I've been enjoying the Romantics, one of my early loves in literature. At a young age, I remember doing a project of Wordsworth, an introduction…
Captian's Log Poem: Serpent’s Hour 28 Apr 2020 Oh that serpent’s long, and coiled form, which there I spy in yonder storm, twisting in its damn-ed sleep now rising from the deep —soon to rest again— will pass…
Captian's Log What Hides Within the Swamp? 27 Apr 202027 Apr 2020 In murky, brackish pits, shadowed by drooping trees, there slithers in the mud what never man may see, or else, too late, the water breaks, and then it’s death which…
Captian's Log Poem: Unheard Song 24 Apr 2020 “The Monster!” they shout with their torches held high invading the night with that hoarse, bitter cry, but shadows, always they will welcome a friend. So darkness, my troubles, will…
Captian's Log The Black Stars 14 Apr 2020 So, I was cleaning up some of my papers and I found this old doodle (written on the back of a test, no less). It reads: The Black Stars Shadow…
Captian's Log Poem: The Fall 6 Apr 2020 They hated the truth, so they shattered the mirror. They loved their own lies, so they cut off their ears. They burned all the books, so the children can’t read.…
Captian's Log Poem: Remember the Monster 1 Apr 2020 Righteous in our saccharin tales, Elevated by the wine, Men are known to forsake truth. Encouraged so, they oft malign Matters of their fathers’ youth. Broken then, the ancient seal,…