Miles : Writing

There's Something About Rookwood

There's Something About Rookwood

A Poem by Miles


Rookwood the pharoah was sitting in deep thoughtPondering what may have happened to his coffee potWhen out of the blue came a magical fishGranting our..
Ode To Nature

Ode To Nature

A Poem by Miles


I can feel you in the windWhen the rain falls gentlyWhen your creatures' stares lingerWhen all is quietI can feel you in the forestWhen the trees sway..
To Dream of Magic

To Dream of Magic

A Poem by Miles


DeterminedI strode on through the dark forestLed only by the moonlightSeeking moreA calling almost forgottenThe wind, the signs, the howlsIt must've h..
Can't We All Just Get A Bong?

Can't We All Just Get A Bong?

A Poem by Miles


"Pardon me, deary, but why are you crying?""They stole it from us!They stole our precious!""Here, deary, hit this."And so Deary didAnd from that momen..
A Stranger Named Charlie

A Stranger Named Charlie

A Poem by Miles


It was down by the brook at 2 a.m.When I met this manStarin' at the starsWith hands full of sandOf course,As most would do,I asked him,"Where's your s..
Paying Intangible Bills

Paying Intangible Bills

A Poem by Miles


Come, take it off the diamond heapQuails don't know the differenceBetween cheese and paperVerily, apparently, mistifiedDon't get me started on her abs..
Time To Go

Time To Go

A Poem by Miles


Once again upon the roadThe forbidden path to freedomIt's time to let go and breathe a new airTo end this constant wallowing in dispairIt's my time to..
Swansong For A Snowflake

Swansong For A Snowflake

A Poem by Miles


Goodbye, little snowflakeBarely known and short-livedYou were a unique little diamond with too much to giveBut not enough wit to spread itYou were mor..
The Underground Bone Road

The Underground Bone Road

A Poem by Miles


Following an intangible routeI was brought to a murky cave by the seaThe moon, the wind, and the undertowWere bringing soothing lashes of might to my ..
A Convo With Mr. Magic Dragon

A Convo With Mr. Magic Dragon

A Poem by Miles


I may be mistakenBut aren't you the one?The ancestor of a thousand trees?I can feel the spiralBringing me closer to its blue hueIf I was a bird...Run ..