It’s late at night, I don’t really want to write, Don’t feel that bright, instead rather uptight, But on the other hand, the rain outside is so fracking nice, it just may…
Category: Creative Writing
Tom is very sensitive… (Creative Writing)
(I found today this reading through one of my journals. I had no recollection of writing it until I got to the surprise ending. Dated June 17, 2020) Tom seems so strange…
“Unique Creative Bliss” (Original Poem)
Songs, and Blogs and Piano compositions, An artist at work on creative revisions, So much expression without asking permission, Just letting myself follow my vision. I write, I create, I refine, I…
“The Trusty Jog” (Ode to Running)
A few days ago I blogged about how much I am appreciating my runs these days as a mental uplifter to set me up with a good day. Tonight I got poetic…
The Closet Renaissance Man Calls Out that Old Nasty
Earlier this month I mentioned the Benjamin Franklin biography I read a few years ago. Since reading this book, Franklin has seemed to me the perfect example of someone who permitted himself…
Chain-Mail Epiphany
So there are good-feeling thoughts, and there are not-so-good-feeling thoughts. And today I was looking at some old videos I made, in which I played some original music. I was admiring myself…
The Happy Mind (Poem)
There is a saying I heard a long time ago: “The mind can be a dangerous place to go alone.” And yes, this can definitely be true… when your mind is in…
“If You Are Ready” (Original Poem)
I wrote this poem tonight, and it reminds me of a similar poem from “Think and Grow Rich.” This is my late-night effort at being staid and literary: No one knows what…
A Letter from the Corona Virus to Humanity
Dear Earth’s Humans, Hi There! I know you have been hearing a lot of me lately. In fact, I’ve gotten hugely popular, in just a few months. I’ve even overshadowed President Trump,…
Day 396: Jovial Patriarch (Creative Writing)
For too long I languished in a dungeon deep in the earth. This abominable hole was of my own devising, though I had forgotten creating it. I lived off the crusty remains…