Laidback DM: Virtual Tabletops and The FTF gamer.

So, you’ve never played D&D or your preferred role playing game online before? Now’s the perfect time to do it. I was a virtual tabletop virgin. All my games were face-to-face (FTF) and the idea of playing a game specifically designed for FTF social contact on a computer didn’t appeal to me at all. IContinue reading “Laidback DM: Virtual Tabletops and The FTF gamer.”

Rise To. 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 for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available inContinue reading “Rise To. A poem.”

This Sin. 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 Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print. ClickContinue reading “This Sin. A poem.”

After the Show. A poem.

Where did you go When the curtain fell And the audience went home Critiquing the show No after party tryst No drink for the damned Just a lonely player On an empty stage Stealing Shakespeare And fittingly rebuked For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, LonelyContinue reading “After the Show. A poem.”

Play. A poem.

Each day my play begins Screen play and type play Mouse play and horse play Print play and scan play Role play and life play Each day behind the keyboard My play begins For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and TheContinue reading “Play. A poem.”

Back Again. A poem.

Back on the train Standing in line With all the star-crossed And befuddled With tickets to nowhere And a pocketful of change Back in the game Standing in line With all the peacocks And pistoleros With tickets on themselves And a pocketful of shame And so it goes Again For more Poetry, click here. ForContinue reading “Back Again. A poem.”

Laidback DM: Raw Dice and Partying on the Edge

I know you’ve been there, no doubt many times: a planned encounter, meticulously balanced to allow the party a measure of challenge, but one that you know they should get through reasonably well. And then: amazingly bad dice rolls; the astoundingly poor use of abilities; the splitting of the party at the worst of times;Continue reading “Laidback DM: Raw Dice and Partying on the Edge”

Road Song. A poem.

Your road sings to me And I whisper in return, And I drive until sunrise And don’t stop to rest Until you lull me to sleep. 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.Continue reading “Road Song. A poem.”

Listen. A poem.

Here in the unyielding silence, I hear lonely, pensive thoughts; Feel anxious heart beats drumming; Sense ageless rain extinguishing the fires of a thousand shining lights. A constant elegy, Soundtrack to my existence. Do you hear it, too? Listen For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad,Continue reading “Listen. A poem.”

Old Ones. A poem.

I wonder what the old ones think When they see young eyes upon the brink Who tell them what they think they know Ignoring the wisdom of their growth Do they roll their eyes, nod and smile Do they walk a metre, like we walk a mile Wiling away their remaining days Waiting for aContinue reading “Old Ones. A poem.”

Snow Angels. A poem.

I craved your attention, But you were content Creating snow angels And only dreaming Of the new day sun. 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 here to find out how toContinue reading “Snow Angels. A poem.”

Screens. A poem.

My reflection on the screen Is a reflection of my soul Empty and two-dimensional At times our eyes are one Mixing and mingling Like ghosts in the electrical ether There is only need and want As our fingers touch Across fine lines of neon tracery Blending in the shadows And phosphor brightness Of dual sunsContinue reading “Screens. A poem.”

Seekers. A haiku.

Darkness is no friend To those who seek out the light Their first time outside 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 here to find out how to get your copy.

Lockdown. A poem.

Another day in paradise: Locked down in my place Of subtle introspection And outrageous fortune. Savouring the sweet scents Of ‘Le perspiration’ and ‘Le boredom’; The gentle, beseeching touch Of stubble and sweatpants; Bewitching sights and sounds Of out of tune guitars And phosphorus screens; The incessant clacking Of typewriter keys and backspacing. The shadowedContinue reading “Lockdown. A poem.”

Forgotten. A poem.

Blinkered, leading the way from behind This train of thought left the station long ago Left you standing vacant on the platform Waiting for another to come along But you’ve forgotten who you are And they’ve forgotten you and your scars Consideration and commiseration Time to come in from the cold For more Poetry, clickContinue reading “Forgotten. A poem.”

Isolated. A poem.

I’m here, you’re there. The screen flickers and lags As broadband strains under the weight Of so many hellos and goodbyes Here in the cultured iniquity Of my room, my world My sense of reason defied By a virus so small and nondescript But spreading so quickly and killing so easily That flattening the curveContinue reading “Isolated. A poem.”

The Darkness Won. A poem.

When darkness kneads my shoulder Like an old and long, lost friend, Tar dripping from his fingers Bringing pain and bitter ends. I kneel and bear that heavy weight And thank him for his visit. And sink below, a drowning man With a lead weight for his business. And darkness smiles, cackles with glee, HisContinue reading “The Darkness Won. A poem.”

RightWhereUWant2B. A poem.

U make things so hard When they should B E Z But E Z is not What U want What U need (A little inconsistency A little conspiracy A little paranoid delusion A little freaked-out seclusion) And U R right where U want 2 B U need 2 B U make things so hard WhenContinue reading “RightWhereUWant2B. A poem.”

Cold, Hard Facts. A poem.

Empty out these cold, hard facts Pour them in a bowl to inspect The entrails, mysteries unsolved By the clueless and the klutzes Cold, hard facts and nothing else But a ringing that won’t leave Your heart and ears, a reminder That you had it better, once Before these cold, hard facts Blew you awayContinue reading “Cold, Hard Facts. A poem.”

Until. A haiku.

My soul is rooted In selfishness and conceit Until You lift me 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 or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

Ice Cold. A poem.

A perilous montage Belies the truth A potent mix that Soaks in waters Where icebergs And submersibles Hide bittersweet Goodbyes A dangerous place Windswept with lies A potent reminder That all is not As it was or could be An icy reminder Of yesterday’s Foreshadowing For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry,Continue reading “Ice Cold. A poem.”

Outside and In. A poem.

How I miss you Even when you’re here Prostrate beside me Worshiping rod and staff Valley and furrow Driven to excess And shaken to the core How I miss you Outside and in For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and TheContinue reading “Outside and In. A poem.”

Kal-el. A poem.

Sky of blue up here Where cacophony And constancy Plies the airwaves And escape is the stuff Of fantasy Where responsibility Is a tribulation Accepted righteously The world cries In hypocrisy And only a refugee Can address it With moral consistency Two feet on the ground Head in the clouds For more Poetry, click here.Continue reading “Kal-el. A poem.”

Green. A poem.

The green envelops me And I float And rise And sink On this green tide The green consumes me As I taste And toil And vomit This green inside The green greets me And seduces me And I As with all Welcome it In return For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry,Continue reading “Green. A poem.”

Upstart Photographer – Path.

My photography. My poetry. A nice mix, I think. Cheers Steve 🙂 Path. A poem. Surrounded, enclosed, cut off from all and sundry. You opened the way, you cleared a path. I walked to you, and the sun shone anew. For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for theContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Path.”

Shake. A poem.

What slumber is this? How far deep in waking dreams Did this course of action Decide progress beyond Frank anticipation? Shudder under a veil Of night as black as pitch That sinks thought As dark as tar and deep Into this vale we’ll toil, Until the morning sun Casts glimmers of wistful Hope on towersContinue reading “Shake. A poem.”

Righteous. A Haiku.

You are so righteous, So much ‘holier than thou’— Get in line, baby 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 or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

I Tried. A poem.

I tried to make you happy And not to bring you down But again I failed so inevitably Thorny crown upon my brow I tried to make you happy But perhaps the stage was set For another lonely scene of remonstrance A monologue of regret I tried to make you happy But it seems toContinue reading “I Tried. A poem.”

Sh&t Show. A poem.

This sh&t show never ends I would change the channel But the remote’s on the fritz And there’s nothing else Worthwhile on anyway And even if there was I’m too apathetic to care And too down to get up today Too spent to make some change And too Too This sh&t show never ends UntilContinue reading “Sh&t Show. A poem.”

Currents and Whirlpools. A poem.

Somewhere along the way I lost sight of yesterday Drifting on currents and whirlpools Threatening to take me Down to places I’d rather not be And so I fell as deeply as one could As far down as one never ever should A stone and leaden weight Sinking deeper into fate Violent currents and whirlpoolsContinue reading “Currents and Whirlpools. A poem.”

Vantage Point. A haiku.

From this vantage point Worlds beyond reality Call to adventure 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 or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

My Lady Waits. A poem.

My lady waits in conscious thought, Precluded and abstaining, With fickle motions bought And sold in a moment’s notice. She stands and lies and shivers, Like summer rainfall or icy leaves At winter’s end, when all delights Must finally shake those fickle traces And embrace their bitter finality. My lady waits and presents Herself toContinue reading “My Lady Waits. A poem.”

Laidback DM – Free D&D 5e Adventure

Hi all, Here’s a free copy of one of my adventures from Shotglass Adventures volume 1. It was a winner in the 2019 One-Page Dungeon Contest. This image is 1200 dpi so you can view it easily on tablets and PCs. Just right click on laptop/PC or hold your finger on the image on yourContinue reading “Laidback DM – Free D&D 5e Adventure”

Laidback DM – Running Big Parties

Nope – this isn’t a post about hosting huge drunkfests the whole street will remember. But nerdfests? Bring it on… There’s a reason most modules are written for four players. Over time this was considered the average number of players most DMs could get together for one game session. Times have changed though, and withContinue reading “Laidback DM – Running Big Parties”

Blameless. A haiku.

How blameless you are, forever blaming others— mirror without truth. 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 or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

Laidback DM: Pathfinder 2e Reviews – Lost Omens Character Guide

I’ve been buying most of the Pathfinder 2e products, so I may as well review them. Paizo has a monthly release schedule for their products, which is great for those of us with collector mentalities that like to have everything (but terrible for our erstwhile budgets). I was pretty impressed with the Lost Omens WorldContinue reading “Laidback DM: Pathfinder 2e Reviews – Lost Omens Character Guide”

So. A stream of consciousness poem.

So. So so so. So, a lot of people seem to have an issue with uncertainty. About where they are headed, about the meaning of life. You know. The big questions. I’m one of those. Sometimes. So. So, I know I’m on a path. I’m a believer in predestination. Destiny. Fate. Call it what youContinue reading “So. A stream of consciousness poem.”

Briars and Thorns. A poem.

All these briars and thorns— Sticking and slicing, Pricking and enticing— Patterning my body And reflecting my somber discontent. Marking a trail upon this empty flesh— A patina of scar tissue, A fleshy, vertiginous map— To guide me like a lost, Angst-filled, wayward child. Back from the emptiness Of my long congealing heart. For moreContinue reading “Briars and Thorns. A poem.”

Corridors. A haiku.

All these corridors Merge into a common path Leading me to you 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 or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.