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Well, I just published my first book on Monday. It's a poetry anthology, which consists of roughly 20 years worth of my work. I am very excited to finally be officially published!

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Vampires: 5 of 133

Death is a dream of silence Where darkness and light are one Life is a dance of violence Where happiness is a pun I am a creature of shadow A close friend of the night I move from the sun's early glow I flee from the coming light Beneath a mountain grave I lie As the sun creeps slowly across the sky I dream of blood and the ...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Fantasy: 22 of 496

The Tower of Shalandar (fantasy short story) The entrance to the tower was little more than a small dark hole. The tower itself was in a horrendous state of disrepair, having been abandoned centuries ago. Galen stood in front of the hulking ruins, debating whether or not it was really worth the risk. He had traveled half way...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Darkness: 16 of 214

Darkness I'll take you down into my darkness but you will not be alone I'll take you deep inside my pain but you will not feel a thing grasping, clutching, holding on to what I cannot hold drowning in a sea of black despair I linger here as a thought desire and death hold hands walking the path of my blood and bones strippin...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I'm sorry: 6 of 55

I'm Sorry... I'm sorry that I wasn't what you wanted I'm sorry that I wasn't tall enough or thin enough or pretty enough or just enough... for you. I'm sorry I could never say the right things or do the right things or feel the right things.. when you wanted me to But mostly... I'm sorry you couldn't see me I mea...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death of a child: 27 of 173

The Dream She, in her yellow dress no worries or fears plays in the meadow smelling the wildflowers feeling the dew on her toes She, her chestnut hair tied behind runs giggling through the forest is blind to the outside world knows not of the true reality is free of the outside pollution She, in her smoke-gray coffin plays o...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pagan spirituality: 6 of 27

Beltaine The wind whispers softly through the trees The moon sprinkles light upon the path Tiny Fae wings flutter upon the breeze I follow the sounds of their crystalline laugh. Guided by blinking fairy lanterns' glow Along the shaded forest lane To the circle where no trees grow And where spring's last flowers still remain....
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nonsense: 36 of 150

The Phoenix On the night of the darkened moon I received news of the Phoenix. He had become friends with a sloth who is the doctor who sits at the bedside of a rat. He told me of the schizophrenic lizard and of the fall of Rome. It fell, he said, because of the suicide of the armadillo, Who killed himself because of a sonnet...
Pets & Animals > Rodents How to breed mice: 1 of 4

Breeding mice is simple and easy, and if you also own reptiles, can save you a great deal of money. To start, you will want two to three aquariums, around the ten-gallon size, with securely fitting lids. You can get these at any pet store for a reasonable price. Next, you will want to buy a large bag of pine shavings, so tha...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death of a pet: 12 of 40

This is a poem I wrote for my cat who died of cancer at age 10. Buster's Song When I found you, you were alone Trapped and afraid, surrounded by bars In a cold and darkened place I took you home, and gave you my heart It took some time, but you gave me yours You touched my heart and soul forever You comforted me when I was s...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark Poems: 126 of 397

Dead Inside A blackened pit ripped apart shown no mercy hurled into a tunnel of depression that leads straight to hell cut into a thousand pieces by razors of dementia all fragments of a tortured soul murdered by anger and deceit my mind screams my soul shrieks death is an unknown mercy