The Ragdoll Chronicles continued 12/13/17 The crow stared at his new found acquaintance. He shuffled back a step or two and shook his head. “Why,” he began gently, “I thought … Continue reading The Ragman Doll Chronicles Two
More contacts. Harsh Reality wrote that like my comment on “Life.” And, I did and do like it. Harsh Reality is also known as Opinion Man. He is someone who … Continue reading CONTACTS 09.01.2017 A
Truth Slain on a TV Stand The morning bell was met head-on And each child followed the trail as winter won To where truth then was set upon and promptly … Continue reading truth slain and random thoughts over ice cream 8.14.17
And so, the day has gone and took the hopes that once lived there leaving me lost and empty, oh so empty while images of anger roll in like the … Continue reading Random Thoughts 08.01.2017
4. The Great Winged Assassin Aleen sat like a large boulder perched on the side of Mount Bastion across the valley from where The Castle Ur stood. His vantage point … Continue reading Twisted: The Assassin Aleen
2: It was just an hour before dawn when a lone figure slowly picked a path through a field of boulders that lay at the base of what was called … Continue reading TWISTED: 2
TWISTED: FAIRY TALES FROM A DARK WOOD (This isn’t your basic children’s book so beware.) The land of Darkwood was bathed in a constant drizzle. It had been so for … Continue reading TWISTED: FAIRY TALES FROM A DARKWOOD (not your typical childhood book)
Why is it that we teach children to lie? Why do we tell them lies? Santa Claus! Adults think it is cool to tell children all about Santa Claus. Kids … Continue reading WHY DO WE TEACH LIES TO CHILDREN?
Standing naked on the lawn alone he was one sunlit dawn the grass beneath his shoeless feet cut like broken glass in the shimmering heat with no one for … Continue reading YESTERDAYS MOAN
by improve everywhere Do you like poetry? I like poetry. My dogs have always like poetry. Have you ever heard me read poetry? How about if I sang it … Continue reading WHAT?
The poet speaks in voices unheard Their words are spread upon a page unread within the confusion of mind speak the poet’s pen travels on, and on, and on and … Continue reading VOICES UNHEARD
And so as evening fell fully away from the day and Those watching went their separate way Speaking not of evil left there cloaked in dark wings And left behind … Continue reading ALEEN Continued