* Fallen Angels * Blackened souls and Shattered wings Bring death, destruction And painful screams. Charming and alluring But breaking dreams Fallen from Grace Torn at the seams. Once divine And pure of heart Their wings are clipped Torn apart. Their darkness consumes The Sun’s light Concealing the day Now replaced with night. Walking the … Continue reading Fallen Angels
I look upon the world With tired eyes, Longing for pause As the wretched day dies. Constant threats Loom overhead, New terror arrives 'Fore we bury our dead. My senses are dulled, My nerves are numb. I've been beaten and bloodied like a battlefield drum. I lay my head To drift off to sleep Only … Continue reading Astray
The first draft of Sirens (Frigid Nights) has been done for quite a while now and I've been doing some terrible slacking with the editing. I've been putting it off, avoiding it, and acting like I don't have to do it because, well, it's overwhelming. I know there's a crazy amount of things that need to … Continue reading New Editing Step
Cal laid out the rolling paper on his lap and dropped the dried brown tobacco in it, its rich aroma filling his nostrils. He licked the paper to keep its contents tidy before he struck a match off his boot. Putting the flame to the end of the cigarette, he inhaled deeply and sucked on … Continue reading A Quiet Little Cattle Town
The goal of this prompt was to write a parents view of a son/daughter-in-law in both a negative and positive light without giving explicit remarks about the person but unveiling those feelings through objects in or about a house. Hope you enjoy! Negative view. Katherine shuffled her feet as she took her nightly stroll around … Continue reading The Dreadful Gray Shutters
