Category: Stories
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Tomorrow’s Train
The platform sits alone and undisturbed, But for Repetition and Change. A whistle screams into the nearing void, The metal marvel slides into the station: A train, with ‘Evolution’ etched into the side of its coaches, And with Circumstance its conductor, Tending to the engine of Tomorrow, On the tracks of Life. Repetition remains while…
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The Ghost Above the Floorboards
An old clock stretches and groans, A windswept lawn, the twisted oak moans, Ten chimes boom, ten strikes for a coming hour, The house, quiet as it is big, like the Tallest Tower. The floorboards above creak and stir, And as the hour passes, the air becomes warm and still Like the empty halls above.…
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Wind-strum
The bell-tower strikes four as evening falls on the eve of July. Yet, not a soul seen, not a footstep heard. Standing among the church yard, a distant bark of a resident’s hound, and an echo of two crows, The calm before the storm. Dark and sinister clouds roll in from the east. A bolt…
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Sir Vanish’s Portrait Above the Mantle
Above the mantle, in the silent study of the late Sir Patrick Vanish, sits a portrait. Not a valuable antique, in contrast to the other priceless artifacts held in Sir Patrick’s collection Just a simple oil painting, crafted by a dear friend’s memory. Its frame a monument of a golden era Sits unassumingly so over…
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The Nashes Saga
Puzzle-Man-Keep Broken bust, this field of rust, the Arrow of the Dust. Shuddering doors, hallways with velvet brown sashes Flickering lights, burning candles, the Manor Just. The mask atop the chandelier; the old butler Edwin Wayne Nashes. The poet’s resort, this lofted cabinet of novelties Puzzle-Man-Keep. Harsh upon the window still; these few curiosities. Room…
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