Dan Cowan : Writing

Brittle Bones

Brittle Bones

A Story by Dan Cowan


He had plenty of reason to disgorge his dinner that night�"namely, whiskey. Burning, biting, delightful whiskey. Jim Beam Honey, to..
Torrid Landscapes

Torrid Landscapes

A Poem by Dan Cowan


DesiccateHollowed outFervor run dryEncumbered by desertNowhere to hide
The Pain of Patience

The Pain of Patience

A Poem by Dan Cowan


Oh, in the solitude of nightmy heart is a flaming stoneaching, groaning, screamingcraving a simple touchto be knownan embrace to scrape a sparka tende..
Eaten and Exhumed

Eaten and Exhumed

A Poem by Dan Cowan


When my will to fight begins to slipWhich is more often then I care to admitI feel a monster awaken its eyesAnd snarl fierce from deep insideThere are..
Dead Leaves

Dead Leaves

A Poem by Dan Cowan


Dead leaves underfootSprinkled by a spring rainAlong this path I tread aloneThrough the morning's pale grayThe twittering of birds is placidAnd I paus..
Bitter Pills

Bitter Pills

A Poem by Dan Cowan


Just another bitter pill on my tongueGrimace and glugSwallow it down and recall what I've sungWith burning lungsGod, I am growing weary of pill and pi..
A Psalm To Glory

A Psalm To Glory

A Poem by Dan Cowan


A letter to God from the pen of a sinner:How am I worth the grace You deliver?When I gave my back to Your wounded faceand walked away to wanton disgra..
Fire

Fire

A Poem by Dan Cowan


There was a time oncewhen my arms ran red with wantthat ink had stained my mind and confusion reignedin the blaze of hope defunctDemons awoke behind m..
The Beast

The Beast

A Poem by Dan Cowan


You tell me what YOU think this one means, how bout that? Smiley face
When I Feel Dead

When I Feel Dead

A Poem by Dan Cowan


This one deals with my frequent failure to fight, to just sit back and allow sin to take over. Rendering me dead once more. But when I get my head in ..

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