Children never ventured into the Nary wood. They knew all too well and understood of the dangers that fell, and tales that were told, and retold again; stories of now and then. # They were handed down by infinite numbers of older sisters and older brothers, of brood before and since brood began. You mustContinue reading “The Scary Nary (A wicked rhyme)”
Author Archives: Kevin Urban
Mascotte
The pitch and roll of the ship were magnified at the top-gallant of the mizzenmast where Allen Markum stood during the dogwatch. Aboard a schooner, the Ameritas, he proudly road the seas stargazed and stared beyond the foremast where the ship’s figurehead, a horrific sea monster named Mascotte, was sculpted into the prow. With hisContinue reading “Mascotte”
Follow My Frozen Heart
My face freezes as I peer out from my mountain cave overlooking the village. The cold seizes me with shivers as my breaths quiver from sadness and anger. The village glows through the falling snow that ever thickens. I can’t tell if I am numb from cold or grief as I peek down below atContinue reading “Follow My Frozen Heart”
Breaking The Chain
“Your uncle Tanner will be popping in,” Philip said to his sixteen-year-old daughter, Marlene, as he wheeled her to the front room. “His layover was longer than he thought; flights canceled to Europe and all.” Her big brown eyes lit up, “Uncle Tanner? Oh!” She said as she sat in her wheelchair. HeContinue reading “Breaking The Chain”
CAUGHT IN PIE TOWN
CHAPTER 1 NATE Had you shaken a snow globe, then flash-froze it, the action, though unmoving, would still be expressed. This was the appearance of Nate Jackson. His eyes welled with a horrid vision, his hands clenched something that wasn’t there, and his mouth stretched open cupping a moan that never emerged as his motionless body layContinue reading “CAUGHT IN PIE TOWN”
THE FLAVORIST
“Mortem praeparare meum novum maximum cofectio!”Adolf Van De Groot bellows from the mezzanine above a gathering of chocolate makers in the grand hall of the Van De Groot Chocolaterie located in the heart of Brussels. His commanding voice reverberates through the hallowed hall with the reverence of his great ancestors, “I haveContinue reading “THE FLAVORIST”
Mascotte
The pitch and roll of the ship were magnified at the top-gallant of the mizzenmast where Allen Markum stood during the dogwatch. Aboard a schooner, the Ameritas, he proudly road the seas stargazed and stared beyond the foremast where the ship’s figurehead, a horrific sea monster named Mascotte, was sculpted into the prow. With hisContinue reading “Mascotte”
The Scary Nary (A wicked rhyme)
Children never ventured into the Nary wood. They knew all too well and understood of the dangers that fell, and stories that were told, and retold again; old stories of now and then. # They were handed down by infinite numbers of older sisters and older brothers, of brood before and since brood began. YouContinue reading “The Scary Nary (A wicked rhyme)”
