Poetry and short stories by A + S.

A brief reminiscing of pictures on a wall, by AK.

Hello Do you hear them? See them in the darkness Riding despair on wings of hope With tears.

The thunder song blows in my ears Ceasing all of my unseen fears The scent is that of lands across the sea… Where sands are swirling And...

Hidden deep in the forest… Shall only seep into the minds of the surest Here me now For it lies in a clearing And when pine is scented,...

Every morning And every night Comes the loon… Wether with sunrise Or with sunset She is always diving Under the water’s gleaming surface…...

Over many seas... And under many trees Lies a land that frees frees the mind With dock pilings lined, and oceans of a single kind... And...

A short, dark poem by AK.

Graven sky torn by thy distinct lie Once told by only thy spy Worn by many years All told by secret seers Sky, raining tears And...

Arousing near our humble housing…. There once, and still is a floral vine…. That thrives upon a darkened line…. Soaring up and growing...

The Air of the seas blows on a breeze…. The winter air freeze, away with a single seize…. The bright grapevine leaves whisper secrets of...

Oh night owl flying high…. Soaring in thy dark blue sky…. Go on owl, continue to defy…. Defy thy vulture’s nightly lie…. Why oh owl must...

Cougar sitting still Not quite, if only he will Leaps, Creeps, His Tail Sweeps

The dashing white cat…. Coat so bright like the dawn light…. Leaps…. Stops…. now he stills

Trees blanketed in white snow… The brown silhouette of a dashing doe… All While the Frigid wind blows…. The early morning bright dawn...