Tomorrow
Booms creaking as lines Hang limp in a slight breeze, A stained hull long since dried Sitting, unmoving, unmoved, Amidst several abandoned ketches, Feeling no waves break against its bow… Read more »
Tag: writing
Unaware
There is something fine and good in working the soil, To stir and seed and tend and beckon to bring forth its yield Few endeavors are so noble as this… Read more »
That Time I Tried to Write a Children’s Book
The sun was just beginning to peek in Romy’s window when his eyes popped open. “It’s here!” he said to himself. “Today is finally here!” It was almost a year… Read more »