From the Desk of Christopher Duncan
Welcome to the calmer place in my mind. My Ramblings, life, thoughts on writing, and whatever other drivel I can think of wasting your time with.
Peace. -CD
Link for local Portland writers
This section is for links, and writer information I hope will be useful for those readers that are also writers. Not everything will be local, I just thought this first one should be. It's very informative, I feel anyway on all levels. It gives information on writers...
That 1st step into the unknown, and other rambling bollox
I'll come up with better titles here soon enough Sometimes a title can be harder than actually starting a thread, or topic, that epic novel everyone says they have hidden deep inside. That first step into the unknown of your mind, for some it's like water off a ducks...
SITTING ON THE ROOF
This is another long poem, sorry. I sometimes get carried away once in the zone... I watch as the clouds roll silent across my view They seem sad sometimes Like myself They drift endlessly Like myself With a meaning without meaning A purpose Whatever that may be...
WHISPERING THE WORDS OF GOD
Silent in the wilderness of life they call Silent in the world this life So loud you cannot hear them So quiet you feel their screams trying to explode through your mind The beat It goes on It is constant in this monotonous world we have created A mantra for the...
A HOUSE OF SHATTERED GLASS
Thou shalt not sin in a house of glass For fear that the sinless wait outside with hands full of rocks Waiting to judge To kill with a clear heart Murdering a murderer is not murder Killing the killer Silencing the voice of sorrow The grip of shame Caught in the...
Why do we enslave ourselves while murdering life?
I tried to visualize, the life style of the general public, and by that have no fear I'm well aware I am embedded within the general public as you are. I mean those that are content to wake Monday to Friday at the sickening buzz of electronic hate that emanates from a...
CREATION
I was walking along a path today Densely wooded and dark Vines everywhere wrapped around branches like a shroud of death choking them slowly. The suns rays pierced the trees, like the fingers of God stroking his creation. The path came to an abrupt end The body of an...
TO HOT FOR SUMMER
Stepping outside a silence fills my ears Taking me back to my childhood The heat Intense and thick swallows me whole So hot the birds don’t sing The usual distant drone of cars on the highway is quiet There is a dog that lives a few blocks away He had become apart of...
ANGELS
Purist of white light shining through my very being Right A history of misunderstood actions and a vision of lies Cherubim flutter from cloud to cloud their baby youth keeping you in awe Waiting for the real Cherubim to come and slay their pointless existence, a...