Captian's Log The Fall, a Poem 21 May 20173 Jul 2017 Sweetly the music rolls through the empty lounge, the vocalist’s youthful timbre immortalized by electronics. Strange magic, it seems, to hear a dead friend’s voice once again singing soft love…
Captian's Log Rescued 15 May 201715 May 2017 I think this is the first poem I will have published in a post. I tried to follow two major rules: a simple rhyming structure of AABB, and a decreasing…
Captian's Log Heart’s Emptiness 12 May 2017 Meaningless, meaningless, all is meaningless. Some of us get that quote immediately. Those who do recognize what Solomon is saying in Ecclesiastes. What profit is there under the sun, he…