CK Kimball : Writing

The Witching Hour

The Witching Hour

A Poem by CK Kimball


Stepping out of the water onto the sand I look around, breathing in my surroundings as if it’s the first time that I have seen the world around ..
Clipped Coupons

Clipped Coupons

A Poem by CK Kimball


Not finished
The Constant

The Constant

A Poem by CK Kimball


With the flick of the lighter in the grey cast room he knew she was there. -She was always there The smell of her stale cigarette that she in..
On deck

On deck

A Poem by CK Kimball


Queen of Diamonds, King of spades Never should have played. King of diamonds, Queen of hearts Doomed from the start. Suit of Jack..
Travel by boat

Travel by boat

A Poem by CK Kimball


liars get what they deserve
Distant Memory

Distant Memory

A Poem by CK Kimball


a man not knowing if he's dead, alive, asleep see's/feels a woman that has journeyed with him through many lives but will never be his.
Morn light

Morn light

A Poem by CK Kimball


My scars show brightin the faded morn light.I could never explain why they shown.I held my head low.And retreated belowwhere no one could see me there..
Scarry sky

Scarry sky

A Poem by CK Kimball


She lived a world of hateShe divided herself between her selves.She could not have imagined why this happenedIt may take her forever to know.Lying on ..
Faded

Faded

A Poem by CK Kimball


Once was toldI will never be the sameThere's a fine line betweenReality and insaneLoved a manBut now he's a faded memory.Why can we not learn and let ..
Again

Again

A Poem by CK Kimball


I tried to do the right thing.I wound up f*****g it all up again.I try to escape the self-loathing in side my mind.The questions pile upThat I can not..