Do you remember life before the internet? Though I suffered from mental health issues before the internet, I promise the internet has helped increase the amount of symptoms I experience on a weekly basis. Unplug yourself a couple hours a day and try to make an internet free family day. Social media will be there…
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If you could have something named after you, what would it be? I always considered myself named after someone great, Eric the Red, a famous Viking, though I may be using the spelling of my name as his first name. He has inspired many of my screen names over the years. My last name carry’s…
ADVENTURE: Part 7
A joyous bubbling sound pushed through the corridors, echoing off the bells ringing bright song into the universe washing away the dull throbbing thud of that first explosion. The Great One, The Almighties Thunder, it’s crumbling sound raging as if one stood at the foot at the bottom of a mighty volcanic explosion sending gravel…
World Building: Shaman
Dear Reader, Our last world building post brought us to a far Western Island in a different universe than our own, while I directed everyone to sit before a stranger, a shamanic individual, a wise person on this floating ball of dirt and metal. His gaze shifts across each of your faces. Judging, perhaps gauging…
Recently Published Work
I wrote these poems with my childhood in mind as well as children I have helped raise over the years between my own, families and friendships. As with tips, a purchase is never required, any royalties will go towards the crafting and future project fund for this blog. Thank you so much for your interest…
Coat Wings
On the soft winter freeze Deaths hands creeping in Finding warmth under hearth Resting rump on long forgotten coals Soft decay floats on atmosphere Lonely voice echos in hallways Passage ways through the fog Calling forth the Damned Rowing forever to forsaken beat Boom boom boom dramatic pause Boom boom boom Deaths voice Carrie’s on…
My Haunting
I’m the shadows it lurks, For a time the it rests, Silence, then, demanding presence unfolds, It roams and stalks, It is a force of chaos, Taking freedoms, Chaining relationships, Framing fantasies, Making love on lofty imaginations, Unwanted attentions, It’s comprehension descends.
Riding
Riding the waves down deep, Sheets fold and shift underneath, Take me and keep me, Work me till I sweat beneath, Lovers twisted tide, Drowning in your love, Underneath moving in time, To your caboose, While drinking Champaign and wine, Ambidextourous we dance in unforgivable chains,
Revenge
Tree’s rush by at the river’s edge, Forced breath rushes out of tired lung, Jagged rocks cut at flesh, Piranhas bite rips apart, Blood dying water red, Wild velvet rapids unfold, Forging new river beds with untold death, Village laid to waste, At edge of sword and conquistadors torch, Jungle ravaged by war, Vicious hunters…
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