Do You Even Lift, Bro?

Guess what, guys? After an extremely long hiatus, I swear I still actually write. It's just all editing novels that I can't post here. This is a writing exercise for class to create conflict using just physical detailing. No plot, tells, or author interpretations. It's a good exercise for people to try out... to better your writing... Continue Reading →

Poem- Walk

Soft earth underfoot Grey skies overhead The air is thick with petrichor It remembers the rain I’m moving without thought Gliding steadily on The cold wind tugs at my jacket My feet go one after the other without being told They need no instruction from me I give myself to my thoughts Letting them settle... Continue Reading →

Poem- Technicolor Ocean

Glass-winged butterfly Flutters from white tulip to golden buttercup Red roses beckon Crimson beauty disguising dagger-sharp thorns A sea of flowers surges out Over caramel earth and verdant grass The butterfly glides over them A sailor alone in the ocean Giving himself to the rise and fall of wine-dark tides His white cap lost to... Continue Reading →

FFfAW- Oasis

Here's my entry for this week's Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Word Count: 147 He watched as the butterfly touched down on the branch, legs dancing over milky green leaves, fat with water. Salmon flowers burst into life around it, promising nectar. The plant was a oasis, a respite in the endless sea of dirt. Sunlight... Continue Reading →

Poem- Black Tower

This is a poem I wrote using some fantasy imagery. There's a bit of a story to it, but it's more of a scene. Black Tower Black stone tower stands over desolate wasteland Surrounded by death- lifeless rocks, leafless trees, fields of dirt Once there were great fields of dandelions, Vineyards of fertile vines, bearing... Continue Reading →

Poem- Dead Secrets

This is a poem I wrote a while ago, based off some imagery. It's a little dark because, well, it's me. Dead Secrets The dungeon looms- small, full of darkness and memories The grey stone is cold as ice against my touch Shadows stretch like grasping hands The torchlight is a pulsing heartbeat of burning... Continue Reading →

Poem- Traveller’s Tale

This is a poem I wrote a while ago, incorporating imagery and geography I created for my fantasy novels. I hope, however, that it also stands alone as a piece of poetry and that you enjoy reading it. Traveller’s Tale By winding river’s bank Where sparkling waters rush through valley green There rests a tavern... Continue Reading →

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