Behold, A White Horse
In the quiet before the coming storm, in the dark before the first light of morn. Out of…
OctPoWriMo to NaNoWriMo 2014
It was a dark and stormy night. A time when writer’s will write deep into the fading light….
Take Me Down
Whoa, take me down Into the depths where I might drown For it is only there can I…
Wake the Beast
We tiptoe quietly around afraid to wake the beast. He lies quietly sleeping, dozing fitfully his power unreleased….
A Hidden Identity
Poem 18 of 31 for October Poetry Writing Month, #OctPoWriMo, based on the prompt of black out or…
