Mare Anguis (Serpent Sea)
Mare Anguis is a lunar moon. Its name derives from the Latin for _Serpent Sea_. It has an appearance resembling that of a dragon in flight, wings outstretched, and it is an impressive 150 kilometers in diameter. (All the preceding paraphrased from...
Standing In Silence
I spend time, talking to myself. I say things that I know I wouldn't say. I say things that I feel are not okay. I even think that this other person is me, but I stop, laugh, and say I'm being silly. Now, I spend time, singing to no one. I sing songs...
Bones behind glass
Bones behind glass. Just out of reach. Sentiments behind words. Subtle but visible. Thinly veiled, the threats lie beneath glass. Bones, I think of death. Sentiments, I think of love. Both play a part in each other. Your anatomy, it lies where...
Allure
Allure (04/08/2018) Left stunned by the form before my eyes, Your exquisite effervescence draws me, Like a moth to a flame I hover in awe, Close enough to see your glory, But with distance to guard me from your burning rays, Lest I be...
I'm Alien or a Time-Traveller... or something. (Two)
This is the last of it. It is the entirety of the story and everything is in there. It's not incomplete. Excuse the grammatical mistakes and shit, I'll fix them at some...
A walk at the side of the ditch
A walk at the side of the ditch Deep in the woods at the edge of the town there is a ditch. A small groove, nothing spectacular, following the winding path leading uphill. You rarely see it. It is overgrown by thick undergrowth, repelling...
Just a short abstract story
Clock is ticking so fast and so slow My paw twitches with excitement What's going to happen next? Life sure is amazing Nothing more or nothing less The summer breeze invades my fur As I feel its whispers "You're alive" My head keeps...
The Beast Within
#13 of poetry a free verse poem in the abstract about what life with depression can be like. apologies to anyone in advance if this acts as a trigger.
Tiny Candles
#12 of poetry a (hopefully) inspirational g-rated poem about love in the abstract. this was my first attempt at free verse poetry; it does not rhyme or have a meter, but now you know where i stand.
Wasted
Wasted (06/12/2018) A generation hasn't gone, Without becoming ruler's pawn, Sent away to serve their need, Fighting for their endless greed, Hack and slash or shoot the gun, For there is nowhere they can run, Win the fight and save the...
There Be Dragons
There Be Dragons (11/17/2017) A secret you keep tucked under your bed, Hiding it well for exposure you dread, You dare not reveal the contents of your heart, Or family and friends may all soon depart, But the world in your mind is uncharted...
Solace: A Tale of Foxes (Part 3/4)
A step into the mist. A glimpse into paradise. The mackle of early spring fog. The looming shape of a trunk, shaded by the canopy, appeared and disappeared into the vacancy, a lulling whisper trailed across the forest. The red fox made sturdy steps...