The clock hand strikes three The sound echoes off the walls, My hand continues to tremble As I hear my Siren's Call. The paper blank before me, My pen begins to fall. My breaths become steadier, As I reply to my Siren's Call. The paper continues to fill As I scratch and proceed to maul, … Continue reading Siren’s Call
The Monster Under My Bed
The bed in which I lay Is full of worry and fright. So scared to lose them all, I cover my limbs at night. If one slips out from under It’s sure to be removed By the wicked malevolent monster With sharp teeth and pointed hooves. When the switch goes off and the house grows … Continue reading The Monster Under My Bed
Human Peace Inclined to Conflict Morals sold separately War avoids boredom.
I'm preparing to move out of my house and found some old assignments from my college creative writing courses. This one stuck out to me because it forced me to be creative. It was finding a poem in another work of literature that wasn't a poem but the passage could be viewed as one. It's … Continue reading Poetic Passage
17 Seconds – A Poem About the Chicago Blackhawks 2013 Stanley Cup Win
* 17 Seconds * A Blackhawks Poem Emotions run high Along with stress The twists and the turns Would leave you a mess Up and down the ice they go Skating towards And away from the Crow Up in the zone Of course, is Tazer, Dangles a bit And fires a laser The crowd goes … Continue reading 17 Seconds – A Poem About the Chicago Blackhawks 2013 Stanley Cup Win