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How Bad My Eyes Are: A Haiku

A Poem by Bone and Brine

I think that's a bus.It might be a truck. Or not. I can't see for s**t.

My frustration

A Poem by Bone and Brine

Lots of snow and there’s no Green Tea. Ah, but wait! I have plenty of Chamomile. But there’s no honey. I cannot have Chamomile without hon..

The Stories That Want

A Story by Bone and Brine

I keep the stories locked in my head. I keep them from you, out of fear that you will hate them. I keep them from myself, out of a deep shame for ..

Despair

A Poem by Bone and Brine

So much has happenedSo much time has passedI want nothing more than to leaveTo walk awayTo go far away, until the stars start to dimI want to be forgo..

I Am Three

A Poem by Bone and Brine

I am the ChildPurity and InnocenceHope and Happiness are mineI love all without hesitationI am the ManMature, Grey-cloaked,A wanderer of the worldCuri..

A poem

A Poem by Bone and Brine

A man wise and powerfulA man strong and braveA man kind and gentleA man with a passion for life itselfA man full of stories and dreamsThat is the man ..

Midnight Songs

A Poem by Bone and Brine

The songs that are sungThey drift through the midnight airHow they speak of sweet nostalgiaThey tell of things that wereThings and people, loved and l..