Chase : Writing

Roots

Roots

A Poem by Chase


A shift in the air; subtle but there. This power is one as old as time- the forc..
The Little Light

The Little Light

A Poem by Chase


The Little Light is not often so little, that there is threat of going out. The Little Light can grow.. Grow to be the most brilliant, the mos..
Undying Amity

Undying Amity

A Poem by Chase


We are as leaves within a breeze- drifting together in two's and three's. Sifting our way through branches bitter- ..
Prioritize

Prioritize

A Poem by Chase


Time drags as dry skin on a summer slide, yet there never seems to be enough of it. We make light of the things we need- like sleep, laughter, an..
Heavy Limbs and Lids

Heavy Limbs and Lids

A Poem by Chase


Some days it takes all I have to get myself to crawl out of bed,..
Ouroboros

Ouroboros

A Poem by Chase


The title is very key in this piece. It is with most of my work.. But this one especially.
Being Green

Being Green

A Poem by Chase


It's odd this attachment. It comes when it is neither wanted nor warrented. It fills my chest with something... strange; a hash of rage, a..
Little Rectangle

Little Rectangle

A Poem by Chase


Before my eyes have even opened, you are on my mind. Fingers reach for you, adept in the knowledge of your exact position beside the bed. Whether..
*CRACK*

*CRACK*

A Poem by Chase


It flies forth, an extension of myself and strikes the air as it were to make a rift in the loop of time: If only to strike again.
Dormant Till Tempted

Dormant Till Tempted

A Poem by Chase


Its held in your throat, as violent as a nearly still thing can be, while still with purpose unbound. The faint tink of metal reaches my ears as you ..