Christopher Withers : Writing

Seize the day

Seize the day

A Poem by Christopher Withers


A quick poem which came to mind when considering procrastination, forever putting off the changes needed for whatever and wherever we want to be.
The restless waves

The restless waves

A Poem by Christopher Withers


Sat on the beach this morning and felt the need to create something.
childhood grace

childhood grace

A Poem by Christopher Withers


Our world is measured in childhood grace,Future states, as yet unfolded,Birth the words, that claim and hold us.Cold consumer, of the void:Time, it st..
traffic lights

traffic lights

A Poem by Christopher Withers


Stuck, still, traffic bound, satin silent solitude, surrounded bymy fellow man, each encasedin learnt response,reacting to each small inflection,never..
endless night

endless night

A Poem by Christopher Withers


semiotics and zen
Her and her

Her and her

A Poem by Christopher Withers


An unrevised poem trying to capture my bondage of lust and yearning to rise above such cravings and desires.
Do not

Do not

A Poem by Christopher Withers


An unrevised poem which sprang forth after reading Thomas' "Do not go gentle into that good night."
Annoyance Generator

Annoyance Generator

A Poem by Christopher Withers


A poem about my constant bemusement with my lack of control, or lack of willingness to take control, when I find myself irritable and argumentative.
Tryst with a plagiarist

Tryst with a plagiarist

A Story by Christopher Withers


I felt obliged to create this article detailing a recent confrontation with plagiarism and actions I felt compelled to take to protect my writing and ..
scarred hands

scarred hands

A Poem by Christopher Withers


stained hands scar rough lines upon the dirt,reinforcing a framework built upon a thousand lifetimes.held within such intricate lace:forgotten tongues..

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