They stand on distant shores With the distance between (Insurmountable? Never) The ocean, just a puddle Some are unwilling to cross #BlackLivesMatter For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and … Continue reading Shores. A poem.
Hi all, Over the next few weeks (months, years, who knows) I’ll be posting some warts-and-all summaries of several campaigns I’ve run in the past. This is one from 2017 – The Curse of Strahd. Some of it will be … Continue reading Laidback DM: Curse of Strahd 2017 – Weeks 6-12
Why march, you say. Why raise their fists in protest? If you have to ask, you haven’t been paying attention. Look outside and see the injustice. Look outside and see the fear, and the loss, and the indescribable pain so … Continue reading Protest. A poem.
Hi all, Over the next few weeks (months, years, who knows) I’ll be posting some warts-and-all summaries of several campaigns I’ve run in the past. This is one from 2017 – The Curse of Strahd. Some of it will be … Continue reading Laidback DM: Curse of Strahd 2017 (Weeks 4-5)
I was indisposed And exposed And all my fears And dreams And insecurities Came home to roost Like a feast of crows That consumed me And spat me out The sum of all My many woes For more Poetry, click … Continue reading The Sum of All. A poem.
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White privilege Is like the weight of a thousand jackboots On our necks, on our backs But we stand, we shout, we overcome And by the time that coward leaves his baby bunker And his gestapo have been brought low … Continue reading Privilege. A poem.
Ivory towers Illegitimate power No knee can stop us #BlackLivesMatter For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print. Click … Continue reading #BLM. A Haiku.
Hi all, Over the next few weeks (months, years, who knows) I’ll be posting some warts-and-all summaries of several campaigns I’ve run in the past. This is one from back in 2017 – The Curse of Strahd. Some of it … Continue reading Laidback DM: Curse of Strahd 2017 (Week 1-2)
I awoke from my slumber Waves lapped upon the beach Gulls cawed and the ocean called I walked upon sands pristine And smelled the salt upon the air But perhaps I still dreamed And this was merely a holiday From … Continue reading The Real. A poem.
I walked the row And passed doors open Far too many and far too soon All marked with plague signs Prophetic funeral rites I can only shake my head And pass on by For more Poetry, click here. For more … Continue reading Funeral Rites. A poem.
Rage And fire And bitter Continuity That feeds The anger Resentment And hate This metal Slicing Through my gut Into my head I should But can’t Forget For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry … Continue reading Metal Head. A poem.
Smack down And the floor Is sandpaper on my cheek And the scent of sweat And dead skin Permeates my senses Until I’m up again And punching Way above my weight class Again and again No more canvass Only the … Continue reading Smack Down. A poem.
Survival by any other name A test of will and vitriol A circuitous route to endings And beginnings and Everything in between I rise to the occasion For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry … Continue reading Rise To. A poem.
This sin lies heavily Upon hapless shoulders Falling with the burden Rising with responsibility And sinking in a tide Designed to drown A better man For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the … Continue reading This Sin. A poem.
