Forward

It’s often that i see this If truth were to be told Despite the goal: inspire It turns warmth to bitter cold If ever you are struggling If ever you are down Remember they don’t matter And that words can’t bring you down For often will you hear, when You are looking far ahead That … More Forward

The Writers Group

There exists a place  In fabled lore Where writers race Both rich and poor  Some ask for tips Some say hello With wine-filled sips True colors show Some fight a lot They bitch and moan More oft’ than not They’re sad, alone And in this land The fun, I sing Is throwing sand And arguing  … More The Writers Group

The Gentleman

Chivalrys dead! Or so it is said On this, I ponder quite long It’s really no chore Kindly holding your door Yet you glare, like something is wrong  It’s fine! Some will sneer I’ll get it! They’ll jeer Independent, a woman am I Your help? I’ve no need These mouths, he shall feed Career driven, … More The Gentleman

Ms. Scribbler

Hello my friend! Please lend an ear A tale have I For you to hear Once upon A timely time A maiden lived Who loved to rhyme She’d sit outside As sun shined bright Observe the world And write and write Her rhymes were filled With love and fear And all the things From there … More Ms. Scribbler

On The Eve: 1

Queen Jocasta – Sovereign Ruler of the West I could not stomach the look of them. Misguided wretches, gathered in elated celebration of what is perhaps the most depressing of travesties. Why does man celebrate the crushing of another man? This will forever elude me. You emerged victorious, an outcome which I am forced to … More On The Eve: 1

The Revolt Returns: 7

shhhhhhh letusoutofthisstupidjaryouslickhairedmaniac shhhhhhh Back in the Lenghornian village, Dustin the Determined is carrying around his jar of wisps like a trophy. Easily entertained, he looks at them with the grin of a school boy looking at his first bowl of sea monkeys. “Ha!” He laughs. “Stupid wisps. Bet you wish you hadn’t made fun of … More The Revolt Returns: 7

Love & Loss: 9

My attempts to join the fray went unheeded. Father said I was crazy for suggesting such a thing. He says the passions of a baker’s daughter aren’t strong enough for war. Adam makes it a point to make sure the bakery is well-guarded and equipped for whatever may come through. Or whoever, I should say. … More Love & Loss: 9