Captian's Log Winter Sunset 16 Dec 202512 Dec 2025 The sun descended over the barren field. A few vines of blackberries were beginning their invasion in grand, arcing strides through the tall, unmowed grass. Summer comes with sweet berries,…
Captian's Log Summer to Fall Into Dreams 16 Jul 2025 When death was my shadow one Summer's end, and the fading light of day, by its welcoming glow, mended my troubled heart, I stopped and sighed upon my walk. I…
Captian's Log A New World 1 Jan 202531 Dec 2024 They both reformed, slowly. There was a point, as the flesh and tissues began covering the bones, that he knew pain again. The transition from a sort of disembodied consciousness,…
Captian's Log Summer Writing 24 Jun 202422 Jun 2024 A cold summer morning, and the sun's yet up.A new week of writing, and I've drained my cup.The caffeine is flowing; the heart's begun to beat.I don't know where I'm…
Captian's Log Bumblebee 23 May 2024 Of course, we can't understand, yet, how the bumblebee flies. It makes no sense, aerodynamically, anyway. But the bumblebee, that simple creature, hasn't the brains to know anything about aerodynamics.…
Captian's Log Smells and Memories 10 Feb 2024 There was an indefinable scent in the air. Robert was not sure whether his own excited imagination was working upon his senses, bringing only a memory to his nose of…
Captian's Log Pink Flowers 15 Jul 2022 What a sweet and gentle picture; flowers in a garden, pink against summer blue skies. And there, just a whisp of white, tendrils of clouds, not enough to be cloudy…
Captian's Log Summer Evening 31 Mar 2021 The minutes of the drowsy evening pass uncounted. The fainting day washes the green trees in warm yellow. I have things to do, but I tarry here, satisfied for the…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Last Giant 10 Feb 2020 A giant was passing. I’d not seen one for many years. Pulling my car over, I parked, and leaving the airconditioned interior, entered the hot, summer day. I had been…
Captian's Log The Dread 17 Sep 201717 Sep 2017 The time is drawing near when my days will again be consumed by long commutes, incomprehensible lectures, and toilsome projects. As my last moments of peace wane to nothing, a…
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