Throwing sticks into the fire, Watching them burn- Convert to air, Ash, Dust. Then you can make lye from the ashes- Ink from the charcoal. Puffy billows of smoke into your delicious jerky and the air we breathe. Crackling of water back into the ground, & whatever … Continue reading Meditation on Recycling
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Dancing Light & Shadow
Shadows Rings on my binder- like fingers. Pencil on my paper- like a needle. Stationary movement borne of extra lamps & lights. Oh! Look- A dog out in the woods; but it's only a dark reflection.
Meditation on silliness
May I emphasize the absurdity of living In which there are so many people Who don't get common sense Or mix up pride and confidence or Mix up judgement and understanding And think there are walls between science and God as if the cross is not a polygon. I cannot believe that people are inherently … Continue reading Meditation on silliness
BLOG | Things Susquehanna Taught Me
Earlier this month, I attended a fiction workshop at Susquehanna University, where I wrote two short stories and received feedback from teachers and peers on them, and then continued to edit those pieces. I learned a few things at the workshop, and I'm going to write about them while they're still fresh in my head. … Continue reading BLOG | Things Susquehanna Taught Me
News
On the 6th, I was accepted for attendance in the Susquehanna University's Summer Advanced Writing Workshop. Hopefully come June, work will become much more consistent as school is cleared from my schedule. In other news, expect another piece to come on the 13th. It's kind of weird but I like to think that I did … Continue reading News
Ode to Storytelling
Words on paper Encoded in imagery Or even noise Filtered through eyes Ears Minds Quiet Or loud Without ever making a sound Cacophonous in my head A din that drowns out Everything Else A programmer Encoding ideas Thoughts Dreams Onto paper Which is read by the audience And felt in turn A wave … Continue reading Ode to Storytelling
The Odd Little Orchestra
Bird song on rainy days Where the little leaves sway in the rain Walking home on the quaint little bays It's like hearing the fairy bards play Quiet and peaceful, not quite harmonical The birdies twitter and play In the rain all the day Their throats an entire parade And in the rain It's like … Continue reading The Odd Little Orchestra
Tuning you in
Hi, I just felt the need to reach out and tell you what's been happening. I've been struggling to get some things done. I haven't been posting because all I have finished to post are old poems. (Been struggling with my short stories for one reason or another.) I'm still working through the quagmire of … Continue reading Tuning you in
Daubs
Daubs paint my canvas with Black Blue Red Yellow Sadness Joy Love Calm Fantasy Fiction Fact Reality Surreality Defined Abstract Worlds Everything Daubs paint my canvas Beautifully Author's Notes: This is an older poem, (February of last year, in fact!) but I've been struggling to finish any short stories and thought I'd post it anyway. … Continue reading Daubs
Made of Good Days
As he began to count, memories flooded back to him. One, two, three… Ferris walked up to his mother, watching her skilled hands fluidly work on another tiny square in purple yarn. Just as soon, she was done, and she put the crochet hook and as-of-yet unfinished blanket back in its box. She had only … Continue reading Made of Good Days
C.M.Rininger 