Prose Poetry
Which Witch is Which?
In a dark, dark corner of a dark, dark lair behind a dark, dark door down some dark, dark stairs sits a pale and ...Falling For Fall
Crunching leaves, The smell of burning firewood, Spooky decorations painting the streets everywhere I go. The crisp-cool heart of autumn. Beach days turn into ...My Wilderness Fantasy
We all have our dream getaway. Our desired safe space where stress and fear are completely invisible, leaving only peace and comfort remaining. Mine ...The Fellowship of the Broken
O, downtrodden soul, weep no more. You have a curious mind, a need to touch and see to believe what is right in front ...Redemption
True joy comes from holiness and anguish, for the benefit of God’s Plan. Everything that resides in Heaven and Earth is part of the ...Confession
Alone in an empty room, the clock ticks, resounding off the walls. But time stands frozen, as if preserving the stillness of the night. ...










