Writing
Random Thoughts
A poem about memories and loss — As I lay here, waiting for sleep to take me, random thoughts drift through my tired mind.
Childhood Lost
A poem of childhood and loss — As I lay here, alone in my bed, I think back to when I was a child and everything was simple. When a few backwood paths were gateways to a world of adventure.
The Black Rose
A bit of poetry I wrote while sitting alone in a loft, looking down upon the crowd gathered to watch a friend's band play — I am the thorns of the dying rose, growing harder and sharper as it dies. Those who get too close will bleed.
Broken Dreams
A poem about the passing of time, the search for truth, and death — In ages long past, in futures yet to come, forever are we seeking, for the reason we are here.
Dragonflight
A poem about a dragon, passing in the night — In the dark hours just before dawn, I sit at the edge of a field and listen. With each intake of breath, it grows louder, with each beat of my heart, it comes closer.