A Haiku, The Bats

I was working outside last summer, and nightfall was coming. Where I live, there are some large boulders on the side of the hills that pretty much serve as caves. While I was loading my wheelbarrow, I heard a collective sound of chirps, so I stopped to listen. It was a giant swarm of batsContinue reading “A Haiku, The Bats”

A Poem, The Accusing Sun

In an upcoming novel that I am currently writing, the protagonist wrote the journal entry below: “The sun shines bright, glaring at a person like an accusing eye, an eye that had its eyelid torn off to mitigate the temptation of blinking. It refuses to lose sight of us as we wallow in the mire.”Continue reading “A Poem, The Accusing Sun”

A Poem, Prodigal Son

This is an abbreviated narrative poem I put together a while ago. It focuses on the return of a prodigal son, and I use that term loosely. I may change its title to “The Son Has Returned.” –Please feel free to share your thoughts on this. Anyway, it is more of a modern take onContinue reading “A Poem, Prodigal Son”

200 Followers!

I got a notification this morning that I reached 200 followers!I opened WordPress and saw the notification, and this is pretty much verbatim my reaction. You might be asking yourself, well, how did you celebrate? And if you are not asking yourself that question, no worries, because I’m going to tell you anyway. Haha 😊Continue reading “200 Followers!”

A Poem, Human

I always found the topics of A.I. and robots so intriguing. What really grabs my attention is how aggressively we try to advance with this sort of thing. I love the ambitious nature of it all but rushing ahead leads to ignorance and mistakes. I can’t help but think of a quote from Dr. IanContinue reading “A Poem, Human”

A Poem, Pluck These Strings

I wrote this poem yesterday. It just came to me out of nowhere, so I just decided to go along for the ride. It follows the grueling grind of a puppet’s life and its personal struggle. With a tug and pull, I’m brought to lifeI’ve danced for peasants and kingsI do not want to liveContinue reading “A Poem, Pluck These Strings”

A Poem, Knight’s Call

Dramatis Personae: An injured knight who is a prisoner of war. As he watches fellow prisoners getting executed, he decides to act luring and killing the guard. Time is of the essence as their freedom is slipping away. Following his given oath, he defends the helpless even if it means his death.Setting: Castle prison HandsContinue reading “A Poem, Knight’s Call”

A Poem, Under The Bed

I wrote this creepy little poem months ago, I believe, around Halloween last year. We have many different fears when we are kids, such as “don’t go in the basement at night, don’t look in the closet, or don’t look under the bed.” This poem focuses on something lurking under the bed. Don’t be afraidContinue reading “A Poem, Under The Bed”