Poetry Can We Still Fall In Love This Summer? I saw you in a dream last night I was hot I was wet I was covered in sweat But you were fine, so divine A smile that could rewind time Then we fought Then you ran I woke up panting again The memories bring a smile to my face,
Fiction Ballad of The Bear: Chapter 1 The Cartographer walked through the biting winds of northern Friggorian, the chill nearly splitting his bones with every breeze. In every direction he looked, there was the white expanse of the uncharted north, broken only by the specter of decimated buildings and creatures camouflaged in the night. He trudged through
Poetry God Loves, Man Kills The fear The trepidation to difference The wiry, sinewy madness that underpins the making of man Leading to envy in the individual epoch Leading to hate To distaste danger disillusion deceit The bloodletting preordained by the bloodlust of lineage. The reverence The devotion on parade for the pious The scrubbing
Poetry Chasing Lightning Running Running Running Tripping over feet but never missing a step For a jolt from the bolt that Franklin found For the spark that will send the heart homeward bound. Reeling trying to chase the feeling of a cumulonimbus Away from the other clouds A flicker in the sky breaking
Poetry Quick Glances Eyes dash left and right, As we look at one another, No one wants to be caught Love is fraught, With dangers of our mind and heart, Of our own design, So we look We pine Until I am yours and you are mine
