Thaw

Frozen fingers crack. Spring thaw awakens. Winter’s chill fades. Flowers bloom anew. Wheat fields rise. Crooked figures creak. Green shoots climb amongst eager limbs. A murder of crows. Pecking. Jabbing. Lifeless eyes patiently bide their time. -o- Breaking free from tormented ice shackles. Flora and fauna. Bone and sinew. Oppressive dark skies expose hungry mouths.…

Blood, Sweat & Stars

An insane drummer hammered inside his chest. B-boom. B-boom. B-boom. Sticky blood rolled down tired fingers. Golden sand defiled from his last stand. Ragged breath rushed over his dry chapped lips. His lungs were sacks of burning coals. Vinegar sweat stung his harrowed blue eyes. Silence devoured the dunes. 0 An orgy of flesh lay…

Just Beneath My Skin I’m Screaming

Linus King, or Lingus Dingus as his meagre collection of friends called him,stared at his journal. The empty pages mocked him. He was scared to put the nib of the pen against the paper because once he started he didn’t know if he could stop. He fought against the urge scrawl words about the darkness…

The Flow of Inspiration

This painting is by the wonderfully gifted artist Christina Deubel and is called Courageous. Take a moment to gaze in awe at its beauty. Don’t read any more, because these words are mere filler to this exquisite work of art. Just sit and look. Take it all in. Come on, work with me here dear…