Writers Harbor

Author: whadmin

  • Donald Duck or Bambi, for dinner?

    Donald Duck or Bamby? For Dinner? I must have been about five years old. The maternal side of my family usually gathered at my aunt’s and uncle’s house for Christmas. The party consisted of my aunt and uncle at my mother’s side, my cousin, his grandparents at both maternal and paternal side, my maternal grandparents…

  • Blasphemy

    Here I stand again, dressed in black again, on the World’s Stage again, I’m begging for your mind again, and hissing blasphemous obscenities at life. contemplating, ruminating, dissipating, anticipating and expecting Nothing. This … my home This … my church This … my sanctum sanctorum of Hate and loathing and dispute and Dark contravention with…

  • Sunrise

    You know, If you were here, You’d probably tell me Exactly, what to do. If you were here, I’d listen, Then I’d do Exactly What you told me to do. But you’re not. And you didn’t. Have you ever watched a sunrise, Unable to see the sun? Both the road and the grass Become mysterious…

  • On a Thursday Afternoon

    I never knew the father, but I had meant to shake his hand. I’d see him every day as we passed each other, each designated to a disjoined destination but destined to destiny all the same. The news came in hot sirens on a Thursday afternoon. The kid was only eleven, which by today’s standards…

  • God Bless Billie Holiday

    But for the smell, the street was empty. Hundreds of scattered of papers fluttered around his feet as he walked, but no other movement was present. Amongst the trash were fliers for the Chris Owens sex show, where the tourists were promised live sex on stage, but were treated only to something more akin to…

  • Gay Pride

    I will sit here and shout Vote Yes for marriage. I have sat at the computer, Emailed my senators, Told Obama too, Vote Yes for marriage. I will gladly yell at people Using the derogatory terms People off-handedly use, Unaware of their razor-sharp edges. I will proudly stand up for everyone Who admits their orientation,…

  • The Housekeepers

    It is not for me to judge the housekeeping of others. My own house, temporary though it may be, free from clutter, so it shall remain, while my luck holds out, while my hunger lasts. Call me fastidious. I watch as she runs her harried life, to and from, out and in. Is it mere…

  • butterfly and a the spider

    you look like a butterfly that’s been trapped in a web with a spider approaching and soon to be dead but I see through your cover I see through that disguise although, it took me forever I now see through your lies now as I’m approaching you search through your mind you know that I’ve…

  • A Sense of Order

    Aside from the constant clicking of his desktop ten key, the silence in the office was deafening. Jonathan Prince had become accustomed to the cessation of sound over the past six months, but today the stillness had become almost intolerable. There was a time when he would have paid good money to replace all the…

  • Life

    The Cold Rush In My Spine Dangling my Tiny Mind Chilling Thoughts Blinking Inking my deepest memories I Remember my tears Sparkling with fear The happiness or the smile was replaced by a frightening frown The hope that i found just got ripped by the hounds Oh! how i wish everything will be fair for…