Captian's Log Poem: Meagre Light 14 Oct 2018 Forgive this short post. Don’t be afraid, my little friend, for death will always reappear. His snapping jaws, like iron bars, imprison everything held dear. But in this know, death’s…
Captian's Log Poem: Heart’s Dream 5 Oct 2018 Please read: Heart’s Dream Had a dream were I tried to reconcile two peoples: One faction lived in an apartment building, one lived in a state of nature. The only thing…
Captian's Log Essay: Light in the Darkness 4 Oct 2018 Please read: Light in the Darkness Excerpt: The first eighteen verses of the Gospel according to John contain no end to theological richness. But as this paper should have an…
Captian's Log Poem: Carry On Dream 25 Sep 201825 Sep 2018 Please read: Carry On Dream Excerpt: And when the dream has died, no one will know. A flippant foolishness it’s to pretend that Life would spare me from this final…
Captian's Log Poem: The Eye of Death 21 Sep 2018 Please read: The Eye of Death Excerpt: Pay no concern for how he died, nor where his body’s laid. Suffice it just to say he’s died and in a shallow grave.…
Captian's Log Poem: The Dog and the Door 18 Sep 2018 Please read: The Dog and the Door Excerpt: The Dog: Behold, O man, thy witless end —precursor Age overshadows; what once so sharp has been made dull— and I, hungering, at…
Captian's Log Poem: One Green Leaf 13 Sep 2018 Check out: One Green Leaf Excerpt: Remember when the sun reached down, and thus in heavenly light was crowned a withered tree in radiant beam. So it all happened in…
Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (Opened Door) 12 Sep 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The Addition: the idol of her peers? But lo, the tale told of this wolf predates even myself, how should it then be but this newborn babe?…
Captian's Log September 11th: Never Forget 11 Sep 2018 In reading a great American poet named Anne Bradstreet, I am sore reminded our hope is not built upon castles and bulwarks, or upon any of these passing shadows, and…
Captian's Log This Breath 10 Sep 2018 Your days are numbered, counted out, and your allotted time will be spent; that is, you will someday be found no more upon this earth. There is a time before…
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