Category Archives: Creative Writing

Ride for the capture.The tide of the rapture.Call to the wind.Until we must turn in.Are these sights all true?Or do we create them for you?Soon my head does spin.Leave us not in sin. This decree on burnt parchment is not signed.Whoever did draft it must have not been aligned.For the words are unworthy and theContinue reading “Forged In Fools”

You want scriptures.I crave pictures.The two of us are not compatible.Cause if you say white,I say grey.Neither of us gets to eat, OK? So don’t look glum when I offer to you,This must end before we each do.Its the truth even if we don’t want to admit,Some day we will both be over it. ParrellelsContinue reading “Opposites And Parallels”

Babylon.Fires so wrong.Green turned to ash.All for some cash. Broke the promise of the dream.All to increase your income stream.Now the streets are shattered.Lives lie in shreds and tatters.Is this what you did intend?No thought did you use to comprehend,That what you breed is pure disaster.Every word you speak is manufactured. Smile so wide yourContinue reading “Babylon’s No More”

Gnaw at the parasites.What you say won’t make it right.Trade ’til the morning light.Each new spark is none too bright.Forced out of this life.Periodic in how you wield your strife.Measured out all of the night.Bring silence here to avoid the fight. But stumbling is all the same.One false move will dole out the blame.Gratified byContinue reading “Best Laid”

Incision,Is not vision. What we have cannot be.This universe of spin theory.And once you stop you may fall down.That will lead to permanent frown.Though do not fret and start to fear.All that stands can grow my dear. Words carved into porous stone.On wings of ash they were flown.Brought down from the deity sky.Ancestors even wavedContinue reading “Incision”

Standing as a spectator watching it all unfold.What I see is not carved in stone like commandmants of old.Choices are prevalent if we look past the skin.Refusing to pause will be what does us in. Winding through the endless halls of cages we did cement.Each one of these capsules has its bars bent.For man insistsContinue reading “Non-Vision”

Lashing on the window pane.Alongside the drip, drip, drip of rain.Howling winds screech like a beast.Akin to that which yearns to feast.Severity is never lacking.It’s like the Gods teeth could be chattering.And shelter always seems so far away.It’s why you feel the sting upon today.Soaked through to your very core.Thankfully there’s no angry roar.Cause ifContinue reading “Mother’s Wail”