Of Reality, The Nature of Color, Essay

Of Reality, the Nature of Color For those who don’t know or perhaps have never paused to question, I state, quite emphatically, “Color does not exist.” Color is an illusion, a perceived reality of a thing that does not exist, a...

You Weren't There, Poem

Satan's Kiss, Poem

Epic poem of the evil inside us an the insidious whispers we must face urgng that evil outwards.

Time Of Life, Poem

Time of Life There comes a time in each man’s life Through toil and labor, ardor, strife He seeks to know but how and why All his efforts fade and fly Why nothing, done is quite complete Why all he sought, but earns defeat ...

About Sand Dollars, Poem

Sand Dollars Dollars of sand in a world made by hand, Gods glory and perfection in beauty abounds. His wonder and magic in these he displays, To show us his love through all of our days.

Road Kill, Short Story

The road to absolution and forgiveness is a journey, not a destination, a road with no end, only beginnings. We never arrive just endlessly move on.  (Wayne Wilks)  ...

The Night Train-Poem

Night Train The midnight train to Marrakech With wonder, love, and lies and death It speeds along and flees ahead Filled with those alive and dead With eyes alert and nerves all tense Evade,...

About River Stones, Poem

The roughest stones in rivers wash, In sand and foam and gravel toss.

Smoking Truth, Short Story

Who better to understand heaven Than one who has stood on the brink of Hell (Wayne Wilks) “Whatcha smoking Tim?” “Oh This…? Just a little truth.” “Truth…Stop shitting me. How the hell can you smoke truth?” “Like This”, I said taking a large smoky hit and blowing reams of white misty clouds right in the middle of Wayne’s face.

Tell Me You Love Me, Poem

Tell Me You Love Me Tell me you love me, don’t leave me to guess Don’t tell me soon, or tomorrow… the rest     As for your friendship, I’ve little enough I don’t seek a partner, a buddy or such     Tell me you love...