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Beneath the Solstice, a poem

Beneath the Solstice June rose not gentle, but wild and strange, With sun too bright for dreams to hide. The sky was gold in fevered range, And time unspooled l...

Embers in the Ruins, a poem

Beneath a shattered sky of bruise and ash, A realm of ruins whispers ancient tales, Where twisted towers in silent clash Guard secrets hidden in forgotten veils...

Cairns Along the Ridge, a poem

A hiker’s reality decays under bright skies as madness takes root in this surreal poem about isolation, memory, and the mind unraveling in the calm of a mountai...

Labyrinth of the Mind

"Labyrinth of the Mind" is a psychological poem exploring the spiral of overthinking and the quiet madness it can bring. With haunting imagery and rhythmic intr...

The Quiet Shore, a poem

The Quiet Shore I walked where fog met ocean's sigh, a gauze of grey beneath the sky, and every step upon the sand felt softer than I could withstand. The tide ...

Land without a name, a poem

In a land with no name, where shadows dare to trace the edges of forgotten streets, the air is thick with whispered layers of memories and iron defeats. Gothic ...

May Haikus Poems about the month and season

https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2019/05/17/17/46/daisies-42102141280.jpg In May's tender light, Butterflies dance in delight, Spring's colors ignite. Raindrops ki...

The Ballad of Frogs and Toads. An epic poem of a pond.

The Ballad of Frogs and Toads In a time of yore, the eleventh century spanned, A land by gentle rivers, stretched 'cross verdant land. Where willows wept and li...

April Haiku Poems about the season

https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2018/04/14/20/38/cherry-blossom-33200181280.jpg April raindrops fall, Awakening earth's colors, Nature's symphony. Cherry blossoms...

Silent Survival : Chapter 1, Whispers in the Dust

Among the remnants of human civilization, a small community of mice huddled together, their fur matted with dust and their whiskers twitching in the acrid air. ...

Eternal Flight

A short story about a young child surviving a in bleak world. The little girl was barely more than a child, yet already she had seen horrors enough to scar her ...

A thriving city in a fallen world. A poem from an imaginary world.

The city of Atist stands tall and proud, Despite the rest of the world falling apart. It's a mystery how it managed to survive, We may never know for sure. But ...

Atist, the city of secrets. The Garnet City, a place of mystery. A poem of an imaginary city in a fallen world.

Atist, the city of secrets. The Garnet City, a place of mystery. Where hidden truths lie waiting to be uncovered. A city where mysteries from before the fall st...

Atist, the Garnet City. A poem of a place from an imaginary world.

On the other side of the world from Lazarus, the Atist, the Garnet City. The ruby glass of Garnet City glows, A bright and vibrant red the night illumes. Its ma...

Deafening roar of the rain. Poetic tale of survival in Lazarus during a frigid winter.

The falling rain creates a deafening roar above the broken windows as it crashes onto the shattered glass and concrete below. The cold wind picks up, howling th...

Despite the cold. Poetry of winter survival.

We huddle As the snow falls relentlessly, bundling us in its frigid embrace we huddle together for warmth within the shell of our half-sunken skyscraper, as we ...

Gifts of Winter Solstice. Poems about giving and survival.

To my friends, As we approach the Winter solstice, I find myself reflecting on all that has happened in the past year. We've seen so much pain and suffering cau...

Gardens grow in the city ruins. Poems about survival in a fallen world.

In the ruins of a once great city, I grow a garden. The soil is hard and rocky, but I make it fertile with my sweat and love. I sow seeds of hope and joy, and w...

Point Paradise Apartments Part Three. Poem and art of survival.

Point Paradise Apartments Part three of three. How they lie in my arms, limp and fragile Wincing with each step I take as if their last The life slowly ebbing f...

Point Paradise Apartments Part Two. Poem and art of survival.

Point Paradise Apartments Part two of three. The next day, I wander through the building searching for more supplies. But there's nothing left – not a single ca...