Writing Prompt

The eerie golden ring

Floats through the darkness like a rogue halo

After the angels fell—

Pan handed me the map,

And told me to use my heart as my compass

As I searched for an ambient glow at the end of the succession.

I imagined that my central nervous system was being operated by thousands of tiny hearses—

Empty pine boxes in the back

Yearning for a body to cradle.

Have you ever noticed no o...

It rains so hard, it turns

the rain hard. Something to

be used as a weapon, slick, smooth

ice upon impact

a crash waiting to happen

like you and me...

In the depths where pressures flow,

Like currents in the sea’s deep glow,

I swim against the tide,

In a quest for grades.

Each wave a test, each current a grade,

Buffeted by waves of anxiety, I’m not free.

The winds of pressure push and pull,

Threatening to capsize me at every turn.

Like ships in a storm, I feel the strain,

Caught in the current of pressure’s domain.

The pressure to excel is a r...

NATIONAL WEATHER EMERGENCY:

”Fox 9 news reports of heavy hail and devil stones of fire are on the way. They are traveling 285 mph and are deadly, please get to a safe place and stay there. This is McKenzie with fox 9 news. The State of Minnesota now holds the world record for the fastest wind gust ever recorded on the surface of the Earth. Fox 9 news, McKenzie”

My mouth dropped as I turn the tv...

From its earliest days, the strange weather patterns that give the Mysterious East it’s name stem in large part from what became known in latter days as The Temple of Seasons in the Forgotten Heights.

When all the land was first being made, and the casts of the Ancient Elves were working with the breaking down of the World Bones to create natural law, they installed ancient technology to creat...

The storm had come back and this time with triple fury.

The rain hammered mercilessly against the fragile cottage and the sea ate at the chalky cliff which surrounded the island.

“When’s Dad coming?” a small child wailed.

“Not for another day, he said he was stuck somewhere,” an older child whispered.

They sat in the cottage together, huddled by the fire. Suddenly the dark clouds tore open an...

That morning, the snow had be an unwanted obstacle, impeding upon her daily routine. The roads hadn’t yet been cleared, and sidewalks were (of course) not at all a priority. She had had to leap across the backyard, hopping in and out of the snow. She had just emptied her boots so as not to let them become filled with puddles when she realized the trek was not yet over. She wadded through knee high...

Fredrick could barely see a thing, the intense glare of the afternoon sun bounced off of the sheets of mirror-like ice and rendered his eyes near useless.

The feeling of touch was relatively useless as well. Sensitivity wasn’t much of an option when coated in four layers of polyester and wool. But removing that meant instant frostbite, which seemed worse than not being nimble.

Even worse than...

It's the cold air that I love,

It's the long nights that I love.

When it snows from above,

It's all that I love.

The change in season,

Gives me a reason.

It's the turkey dinners and apple pies,

Then Christmas trees and peaceful sighs.

Pajamas and movies,

Gifts and cookies.

They are things that I love,

It's all that I love.

Winter is a time of peace,

Family time and lovely feasts.

Why I love it ...

A night of cigarettes and ocean sand show me that life is not as complicated as it seems, life falls between the cracks and I find solice in the places I never thought I’d be.

The sky shifts as friends leave however, and calm turns to a thunderstorm so violent and beautiful, I can’t tell if it’s the actuality of the the night or my turmoil brought to existence....