Jon Roggie : Writing

Three days til surgery

Three days til surgery

A Story by Jon Roggie


Another test.Pushing it aren't u. after two typos it is staying.Fingers won't even type properly,and there were two more mistakes.Leads to a bit unfil..
You cry

You cry

A Story by Jon Roggie


I walk in a city of sorrow, and try to share a smile.Try to hold it back,at least for a little awhile, don't add to the rest of them.It still catches ..
The library is burning

The library is burning

A Story by Jon Roggie


This is different for me.I am not trying for some clever play of words.I am thinking of what is happening now.A few hours ago the local library caught..
Skipping along with the mourners

Skipping along with the mourners

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Just in case I can't afford it,or move along unexpectedly,I ask only one thing.Skip along with the mourners.Look around while you do this,and you will..
Down the way

Down the way

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Walk along with me, just a touch down the way.Sun is shining, and why should we be hiding?So, walk with me, and see what is down the way.Ignore the l..
Storylines demanding attention

Storylines demanding attention

A Story by Jon Roggie


I snuck out for a bit.Battle of egos,as far as I am concerned.Each one demanding their proper place,while shrugging away the other's claims.Each being..
Walking naked before you

Walking naked before you

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Left nothing,except the bits beneath the skin.Cold bumps growing on some interesting parts,and starting to draw some stares. Some admiring, beside th..
Stale toast and coffee

Stale toast and coffee

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Lazy daysDog bark for an alarmRemember the coat and slippersIt is cold outsideBreakfast?Odd habit,I normally avoid.Bread redeemed with fire and jam.Co..
The road to Gnome

The road to Gnome

A Story by Jon Roggie


At this time,I felt there were explanations in order.Our hero,somehow bloodied, and probably concussed, is screaming about a gnome.This would not be o..
Find your way, Gnome.

Find your way, Gnome.

A Story by Jon Roggie


Ever have one of those moments,snow flakes falling at quarter speed, people looking upward with almost manic smiles on their face?Well,there are manic..