Shiver. A poem.
This shiver, a sliver of ions up my spine, a delectable point of contention on my mind shaping continuities of ecstasy, baking hormones in my pituitary, activated by your touch in mine. For more of my poetry, check out The … Continue reading Shiver. A poem.
Haiku Friday: Plebiscite. A haiku.
Plebiscite Having endured so Now, a time of reckoning People’s plebiscite What is a haiku? Glad you asked. Click here to find out more. Cheers Steve 🙂 For more of my poetry, check out The All or the Nothing, my … Continue reading Haiku Friday: Plebiscite. A haiku.
My Son My Sun. A poem.
My love for you is bottomless without end infinite it is sunbeams and moonbeams and cluttered thoughts laughter and pain you are my sun and my moon and all the cliches in between and while your light shines I will … Continue reading My Son My Sun. A poem.
Laidback DM: Free Cave Map/Encounter!
Time for a free map! I love drawing maps for D&D adventures. I have far too many, though, so I give them away any chance I get. This week: The Caves That Bleed Find the missing kid! The Caves that … Continue reading Laidback DM: Free Cave Map/Encounter!
Upstart Photographer: Things#5
Another photo. Another poem. Cheers Steve 🙂 Lighthouse. A poem. A hollow betrayal; you were pushed aside and swept under the rug of failing and fatalistic light (what irony, it seems). A ship’s memory is short; they no longer need … Continue reading Upstart Photographer: Things#5
Lazy Movie Reviews: The Predator and Venom
Yep. I love movies, but I’m over long movie reviews. Maybe you are, too? The Predator Unlikeable protagonists. The gung ho military men are caricature crazy, like everything in this franchise. “Let’s make the bad guy even bigger”. What is … Continue reading Lazy Movie Reviews: The Predator and Venom
Tonight. A poem.
Am I mad and destitute on this anxious road to success? Or am I lost and found again in artless vanity and regret? Is this path I walk alone of the living and the dead? Or a marathon that leads … Continue reading Tonight. A poem.
Your Kiss. A poem.
Your kiss takes me to places I’ve been before and long to revisit. When the voyage is over I’m longing for that travel bug to capture and enrapture me again. For more of my poetry, check out The All or … Continue reading Your Kiss. A poem.
Haiku Friday: Unwanting. A haiku.
Unwanting This poor man walks in grace, so humble and contrite and wanting nothing. What is a haiku? Glad you asked. Click here to find out more. Cheers Steve 🙂 For more of my poetry, check out The All or … Continue reading Haiku Friday: Unwanting. A haiku.
Dirty Dancing. A poem.
Dance on my grave OnE sTeP, tWo StEp, ThReE sTeP, fOuR Pat it down and into place OnE sTeP, tWo StEp, ThReE sTeP, fOuR Celebrate the death of me OnE sTeP, tWo StEp, ThReE sTeP, fOuR Now you’re done, wash … Continue reading Dirty Dancing. A poem.
Laidback DM: Free City Quarter Map!
Time for a free map! I love drawing maps for D&D adventures. I have far too many, though, so I give them away any chance I get. This week: Poorside – A city quarter map You can use this map … Continue reading Laidback DM: Free City Quarter Map!
The Real Book. A tale of two formats.
Remember that poetry e-book I released a year ago? Yeah, I thought not. The All or the Nothing is a book I’m very proud of, but it’s only sold a few copies so it’s safe to say my grand dream … Continue reading The Real Book. A tale of two formats.
This Morbid Fascination. A poem.
What is this morbid fascination I have with the prospect of my own uncertain and certain demise? It reeks of gentle desperation, a perfidious need to know the outcome of a life lived in unconscious and conscious vigilance. No hangman’s … Continue reading This Morbid Fascination. A poem.
Spring Clean. A poem.
The thinking mind is such a pain. But wondering isn’t much to gain, and wandering round in there, you see, gets one lost in pointless reverie. I want to arrest those layabout thoughts loitering on my old street corners, take … Continue reading Spring Clean. A poem.
Drifter. A poem.
When all the lonely drifters are sleeping … Continue reading Drifter. A poem.
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