Plays, Prose style writing, and Poems.
Life keeps slipping awaywe are the lost and the abused,fired, forgotten, beaten, and broken. Forget all the dreams of days gone,you’re left in the rut of reality,never to see the day,never to sleep the night, One last fix, it’s all you need,the slide of the blade,the blast of the sulfur,bring…
There be snakes out there, Such a simple reminder, such a basic premise. Every week I remind everyone, every day we bring it up. Weeks, months, and what seems an eternity goes by, To the day you go out for a walk. A day, no different than the preceding, nor…
Greetings and salutations, to my inner child. It’s taken too long to realize, But what does it matter anymore? I still hear my voice screaming, Now, I suffer through my mistakes. Every moment of my life, is captured in brilliant color, on a wonderful canvas. This is my gallery, this…
Sitting in the dark, it’s hard to see the shadows. Watching so intently, forever waiting for the signs to be there. I play out the dreams in my mind, Watching the dance, seeing the shadows take form. The dreams are nightmares, terrors that haunt my day. Things to reach for,…
What is it to be alone? How can someone personify the sensation? Alone is the sensation of life, of such brilliance all around, such beauty, so many things, so many thoughts. Only to find yourself watching, never to touch, never to see, never to smell, never to experience. Alone is…
Scene opens; a man, Steve, and a woman, Sarah, sitting on a blanket in a clearing within the woods. The sun is out and it’s a beautiful spring day. The smell of the wild flowers already hanging in the air. Sarah: “Thank you my dear, this has been a wonderful…
It’s a normal summer day, the sun is out, and the weather is entirely too hot for Bob, sitting in front of the computer, he contemplates what to do. “Should I write a story? Perhaps a poem?”. Sitting in a state of frustration he scratches thoughtfully at the side of…
