Reflections by the fire Deux

“My old friend I hope you know just how truly cherished these times by the firelight are for me.” I said, watching a smoke ring slowly ascend into the dimly lit study. “Yes it is for me as well.” “Speaking of cherished things I was reflecting the other day on ghosts.” “Oh?” “Yes, you see,Continue reading “Reflections by the fire Deux”

Love in World War 3

Persian sands glowing in the Arbian night Blood rain falls with the old gods might We made something new they couldn’t match We made death on a scale they couldn’t catch But I still wanna be right here hand in hand with you Your wanting eyes illumined with a radioactive hue We can fade awayContinue reading “Love in World War 3”

Reflections by the fire

Lighting the stuffed pipe I shook the match until its burning tip extinguished into nothingness. “You know” I began, puffing a few times to get a good cauldron of embers going before continuing “I was writing a story just the other day, or I guess you could call it a poem.” “Oh? What about?” AskedContinue reading “Reflections by the fire”