Captian's Log Short Poem: [Title Goes Here] 26 May 2019 A somewhat random series of lines I hope contain meaning. Enjoy. Tears are streaming down your eyes; silence breaks your heart away. Let dreams die—I dream alone— restless Nyx loves…
Captian's Log Poem: I Am At War and I Am Losing 19 May 2019 Please read: I Am At War and I Am Losing Excerpt: I am at war, and I am losing ground: Each battle won depletes my storehouses; At every victory moral…
Captian's Log Poem: Here Lies. . . 13 May 2019 Please read: Here Lies. . . I dreamed last night of pleasure. How bleak, it seems, that only in my dreams I pleasure seek, desire good, and long for you. I…
Captian's Log Tick-Toc 7 May 2019 In a cold room there stands a clock. It was once a ballroom with great pillars upholding a high ceiling. Its windows stretched from the ground up into the very…
Captian's Log Riddle Me This 6 May 20196 May 2019 I don’t know if I have mentioned this on my blog, but I am a huge fan of riddles. Anyway, creating one’s own riddles is rather hard, but I suppose…
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…
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