Creative Writings

Poetry and Prose

A Simple Man

I described myself as a simple man. But Debbie was anything but a simple woman.

Sins

Sins Of which there are Seven Black gates That lock you out of Heaven Which shade Of Darkness will you Pick What Diease of the Soul Which…

Rotten Peach

The end of the road was clear now. Where was I going? Who knows. Just, away. Away from here, away…

Calling Me

Calling me to the edge of the world That woman’s whisper “Come find me”  And I dropped everything  To search…

A Blooming Rose

A blooming rose  Sits on my windowsill Watering can in hand I feed it well It opens to me A…

Grey

The forces of evil and malcontent were working against me, And it brought down the most thunderous of clouds upon…

Boogeyman

Look out, look out For the boogeyman’s about Eating children Robbing graves Stalking nightmares Hiding in caves We don’t know…

Blue and Green

Blue and Green fell in love  Gazing across a cobbled path His voice was thunderous like a waterfall  Hers strong…

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