Adam M. Snow : Writing

The Voice

The Voice

A Story by Adam M. Snow


Ever heard of the things that go bump in the night? When you are alone how it stirs up a fright, The night's all calm in vespertine stillness, But tha..
Pictures

Pictures

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Capturing life with precious moments to spare, With smiles and love and timing so rare, Living on forevermore within frames for all to see, With a chi..
Forsaken Me

Forsaken Me

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Night by night, I lie awake wishing for soothing rain, With loss of hope and faith I ask to ease this lonely pain.
Into the Blue Memory

Into the Blue Memory

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


A child will find the way, in a night, and in a day, with the moment still, waking the dreams, glorious and free, into the blue memory.
Shallow Eyes

Shallow Eyes

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Look beneath my shallow eyes, upon my soul for which you despise, your tainted hands upon my chest, broken dreams, it failed the test.
Redemption

Redemption

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Night is dark before the dawn, and all's a dream within a dream, hoping for what is gone, and dancing 'gainst a moonlit beam.
Inferno

Inferno

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


The inferno of the pale moon once burns with despair, hiding in the darkened noon with death in the air. All children are comatose, the creatures are ..
Day Dreamer

Day Dreamer

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


If dreams would end with life of all life, would our dreams still suffer with strife? Would the day dreamer still dream, or is it all that it may seem..
Crimson Flame [150th poem]

Crimson Flame [150th poem]

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Born from a pure amity spark, feared by all hatred and sorrow, lighting throughout the dark, as it grows every morrow.
Sinisterness

Sinisterness

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Lost in the vastness of our hearts, do we stray from all living things, and to all knowledge to whom imparts, do we find ourselves once again.