Bill O. Writes : Writing

The Fog

The Fog

A Poem by Bill O. Writes


Mangled alloysI have been expelledA fog descendsI glanceFlesh torn from boneCan I not reenter?The fog thickensHe who was once IIt who once wasA howl f..
Holes

Holes

A Poem by Bill O. Writes


If the plot has faults then I guess so do IBut what difference would it make if I believed a lie?Nothing would change if ignorance is blissBut if that..
Hangin' Around

Hangin' Around

A Poem by Bill O. Writes


When cries for help get met with silence, whats the point of crying out?When cries for help get met with mockery, whats the point of crying out?When c..
Faces

Faces

A Story by Bill O. Writes


Simultaneously blessed and cursed with seeing her face on my screen.
Whistler in the Woods (He Roams)

Whistler in the Woods (He Roams)

A Story by Bill O. Writes


It was 2am, January 5th, 2012. I was awoken by my dog, Penny whining and barking. I figured she had to go out as he was still a puppy and couldn't rea..
Shifting Seasons

Shifting Seasons

A Story by Bill O. Writes


Wrote this a couple years back. Its really about a number of things. Interpret as you will.
Deity

Deity

A Story by Bill O. Writes


From a couple years ago.
Resolutions

Resolutions

A Poem by Bill O. Writes


Midnight ground sparklesHardened soil apair with my strideDawn, ever unannouncedUnlit coalsIcicles crystallizeI'm engulfed in doubtWho am I? Who are ..
Cyclical

Cyclical

A Poem by Bill O. Writes


Like the wreck that turns headsThis all lacks structureI was a mistakeI used to create sculpturesfrom the scrap metal of my accidentsBut the rust has ..
Battle Hype (Defense)

Battle Hype (Defense)

A Poem by Bill O. Writes


Football translated to ancient war.

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