wim99 : Writing

The Marching Dykes

The Marching Dykes

A Poem by wim99


From behind a principled glance We witness their acts everyday The second self of womanhood Marching unto a certain victory Calling the masters ..
"Day Tripp'en"

"Day Tripp'en"

A Story by wim99


After my college writing course had finshed at the local community college, I got home to a quiet house that seemed to fill with boredom. Consideri..
The Push up King

The Push up King

A Poem by wim99


As the sweltering heat rises above the tarmac The excited crowd awaits the arrivial of the king Banners and ballons shine into the noon day sun ..
Electric Eggplant

Electric Eggplant

A Story by wim99


Late after midnight, my father came home with a metallic eggplant from work, it seemed that they where working him too hard at the grocery. He didn..
Who Laughs Last?

Who Laughs Last?

A Story by wim99


Medocracy comes in all shades of acceptance, within the Department of Education, concerning the rights of our children being able to learn, Even w..
Snowflakes of a Russian spy

Snowflakes of a Russian spy

A Story by wim99


Late in December, deep in Sibera, the snows can get up to 10 feet deep and bury a man alive, where he could be lost for good. Many tough bearded me..
The Legend of Downtown Brown

The Legend of Downtown Brown

A Story by wim99


From deep within the history of Detroit comes a mystery, that the parents of many generations like to pass down to the little children. As the dark..
The Dream of Little Children

The Dream of Little Children

A Poem by wim99


From the mind of innocence Where the angel's fear to tread High upon the heavenly cloud Lined with the purest of silver Comes the call of ..
Kinship of the Author

Kinship of the Author

A Poem by wim99


Imagine the times left alone Rainclouds above for the event Water dripping unto the porch Nature's bane writing your story Hot coffee in a..
The Fingerprint of Psychology

The Fingerprint of Psychology

A Story by wim99


Dreaming of a much simpler time in the world, where angels do tread upon the wrested fate of 7 judges; purpose, action, thought, creation, emotions..