"Ring, ring," the telephone rings. "Bleep, bleep," text messages are neat. "Deet, deet, deet," the alarm clock sounds; Brush your teeth, go to work. "Bong," the elevator says, "going down?" "Honk, honk," your in that cars way. "Bling, blong," the doors tell you to please move away. Beep, honk, bleep, ring, deet, bzzzz, bling blong. … Continue reading Picture Book
A Winter Walk The cold bites knuckles Determined steps hold heads down You'll find shelter soon In warmth and seclusion Behind the winter breeze I was reading poetry blog posts. Noticed a lot of cold, winter themes. There are some great poets out there. I figured, I'd try writing one too. Thank you for reading.
Johnny Two Times, was twice arrested on charges of double dealing. The detective stood outside his door and had the strangest feeling. "Dear ol' da'" through the door, he heard Johnny pleading. "Save me from the pain I'm feeding?" The detectives gut started sinking, For he knew that Christian thinking. And his own son, was … Continue reading Draft, Using ‘ing’ To Much: A Raven Named Johnny
Too pure to peer at sparkling waters, or frozen mountains The minds eye dwelling within four walls delves into the fertile deep Pondering perspectives beyond a single lifetime to arrive at a fantasy such as This
Three Whispering Angels What do you think? Will it work out? Yes. -The End-
...He came back to his house, laid in bed, and cried. The burden was unbearable. He had the ability, but never acted. He was a loser, and he knew it. So he cried. All the opportunities he was blessed with, he knew, and he cried. He knew what depression was, he knew it was a … Continue reading Excerpt: Depression
Philosophy akin to lovers when wind blows drywood on coals a thing untouched fuels the fire