The Creatures Stride With Me

I thought that for a change for today’s writing prompt – ghoulish – I’d try something else. I keep a sort of stream of consciousness blank verse journal. Sometimes I write every day, sometimes weeks pass without a word. These are not really poems, I rarely go back to work on them (although occasionally I do), this is meant to be a recording in a free form of momentary impressions.


the stirrings of clarity

randomly spear the air

hitting and missing

the point

is that

no poems guard my thoughts


I walk uneasy

in the theoretical light

of wild dead stars

blue moonshine through the clouds

forgets how to be


I hear

no music of spheres

the creatures

stride with me

unseen in the corner

of my eye


perfect silence


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