Captian's Log Short Poem: They Scream Your Name 5 May 2019 Bound in his jacket and thrown to the floor, mad and insane, no man can ignore truth when it hits, but then they close the door. Dark is his cell,…
Captian's Log Short Poem: They Say of Art 29 Apr 2019 A short poem. They say of art, in snobbish tone, pure nonsense one cannot condone: Some say, “No more than nudity revealed unto society”; some say, “The eye holds all…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Nonsense 25 Apr 2019 (My last final is tomorrow. Wish me luck. My methodology for this poem was simple: nonsense was my theme. I intended the words to mean nothing, and yet a story…
Captian's Log Poem: Hopeless Heart 23 Apr 2019 Please read: Hopeless Heart Excerpt: I hope no more for coming things, .of houses, lands and soil, nor praise that which my heart oft sings; ..no passions in me boil. Instead…
Captian's Log Poem: The Tale Ends 22 Apr 201921 Apr 2019 Please Read: The Tale Ends Excerpt: The world is ending, so they say, and it may happen any day. So what worth may we yet find here, before it all shatters…
Captian's Log Poem: Apologies, Doctor 20 Apr 2019 Please read: Apologies, Doctor Excerpt: I never knew myself before, but waking up, forget my name. I hold my tongue; how I adore to be near you and play our game.…
Captian's Log Poem: By Fire Judged, We Stand in Ash 16 Apr 201916 Apr 2019 Please read: By Fire Judged, We Stand in Ash I don't, and still don't, know what to say about Notre Dame, but I wrote this. Klavan's opening nearly made me…
Captian's Log Poem: The Undead 13 Apr 2019 Please Read: The Undead I'm in a funny way today. I've been in a haze, and someone dear to me was robbed at gunpoint. I am overwhelmed.
Captian's Log Sonnet: Time 6 Apr 20196 Apr 2019 Please Read: Time Excerpt: As time is ever moving, driving fast, into that ultimate moment, the end, when all futures are burned, consumed, at last —our broken histories no hope to…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Rekindled 4 Apr 2019 When darkness overshadows all, how wonderful to light a match, magnificent to stoke a flame, and joy to see a candle’s glow. When hope cannot be found at all, how…
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