Captian's Log Poem: Night’s Serenade 4 Oct 2021 The soft serade of nightly noise infects my soul with longing sighs, and letting go, my heart enjoys the nightbird's sudden cries. The blackened sky, the twinkling stars, the dewy…
Captian's Log From the Typewriter: Dreams on the Plains of Terrasoo 22 Jul 2021 The windswept plains of Terrasoo, full of dying, yellow grass, stretches off into the purple sky. The saddle chaffs, and my back is sore. The horizon is still far, and…
Captian's Log Dreams and Sleep 9 Apr 2021 Darkness and lightReality and fantasyEnjoyment and discomfortAlone with your own multitudeMysterious yet commonSanity saved by insanity Dreams, no man can grasp, but should they be forsaken, they might grasp him;…
Captian's Log Drabble: Interminable Interim 19 Feb 2021 The lights go out, and I'm in darkness. Silence invades my core as I lay upon my bed, too hot with the covers on, too exposed without them. My thoughts…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Open Veins 27 Sep 2020 The dreams inside my brain are killing me,but still they are the sweetest sight to see.I long to fall asleep and stay in bed,to hide within the visions of my…
Captian's Log The Death of Sleep 12 Jul 2020 My head fallen on my desk, the light of my computer screen dimming, preparing to sleep . . . I am so tired, so weary. The dreams of my mind…
Captian's Log Ramblings: Restless 30 May 2020 It is a storming night, it’s been a storming day, and I, yes I, O weary soul, who’s long been gone, I long to go to sleep. O sleep, please…
Captian's Log Worldbuilding: Land of Mist 27 Dec 2019 I haven’t been sleeping well the last few nights. It couldn’t have been the liters of tea I drank. But, while lying awake in my bed, considering this and that,…
Captian's Log Error 404: Brainless Ramblings 6 Dec 2019 I do not have the brain today. I am all brained out. I fell asleep in class today as well. I am tired and I want to go home. Oh…
Captian's Log Poem: No Peace 6 Nov 2019 No thoughts pervade my wearied mind except they fly like birds. Exhausted, I no more can think but scribble out these words. To write a poem I find I bind…
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