Wolf Moon (a poem)

Wolf Moon

Written June 28th, 2011

Your children stay up late

Beneath the covers; wide-eyed they shiver and quake

Envisioning the stories told

Horrors about me; folklore of old

The full moon flies in the night sky

If they're just myths, why do you lock your door, why?

There's a drawer where you keep silver and holy water

Afraid I'll come snatch your son? Your daughter?

Just A Little Too Close (a poem, intended lyrics, dedication)

Just A Little Too Close

Oh sweet child

With you gentle smile

I know you mean well

But my heart is the land

Of another man

[refrain]

I saw a lost and lonely soul

That needed someone to know

I gave you my hand

And as I pulled you up

You slipped and managed to land

Just a little too close

The Box In the Corner (a poem)

The Box in the Corner

written February 2011

All these memories

Echoing through my brain

Of when you smiled

Of when I was the only one

In the world

Now I can't help but ask

Were they real?

I am the one

You gave everything to

But when it came down to it

It wasn't enough to help you through

Your darkest days

You pushed me away

When you should have held me closer

An English Love Story (a short story by Bruno Winterman)

An English Love Story

            The rain hit the cobbled street hard and ran in rivulets down the hill. It made a loud ringing sound on the corrugated tin roofs of the houses that merchants and street performers were hiding under.  The rain was fast, there was no warning, and only a clap of thunder and then the storm came.  The sky was gray and the street urchins who play in the alleys and sit on the corners are all hiding from the storm.  But not Richard Lancaster, he was safe in his carriage on the way to meet the love of his life.