Camping is an absolute joy when done right. Though, after my recent experience with friends, I can also tell you that it can be incredibly fun even when done wrong. 1) You only really need to plan on one major activity. The rest can be sourced from your surroundings such as hiking, spelunking, bird-watching, bug-hunting,ContinueContinue reading “A Forest at Midnight”
Category Archives: Poetry
Toxic Guilt
I’ve had a lot of time to think. Although I can’t say I’ve taken full advantage of it to actually think. Funny how that works; we make small little promises to ourselves to “take time and think about …” but how often do we actually ponder on that decision or course of action? More oftenContinueContinue reading “Toxic Guilt”
Engraven Figures
Engraven Figures – villanelle Cold, motionless, silent as stone. Yet somehow alive in this moment of frozen time. In the end, we’re just statues; all alone. Walking and thinking on our own, We break these laws—for us not a crime. But now cold, motionless, silent as stone. We fight back, shed our blood to atone, ToContinueContinue reading “Engraven Figures”
Poetry Collective
Open minds Spill out Wet Words – balladPour me a drink, good sir For my tongue is dry from these liesHeaven sends angels as whiskey And the devil sips Crown on the rocks Keep down the noise, you lout Even thunder knows when to desistFind me a horse here, fast Towns are only places to restContinueContinue reading “Poetry Collective”
What is My role?
“I don’t need you to take care of me, I take care of myself. That’s what I do.” “What, does it look like I got a damn sign on my back that says ‘save me’?!” “…you’re the one.” What is our role? ARE WE: Hurt &bitter Lovers? Rejected &hated Actors? Cut &scarred Comforters? Lost &wonderingContinueContinue reading “What is My role?”
Never Once, Upon a Star
I looked up towards the cool night sky, Breathing in the end of Fall. “Weather seems to be turning foul; I’ll swear it’s gonna be snow.” The man who speaks stands over me His coat pulled up about him. “I wish that we could see the stars” I found myself mumbling. He shot me aContinueContinue reading “Never Once, Upon a Star”
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