Author Archives: Brandon Ellrich

Blogger Games #8

Blogger Games #8 Aug 27 Captain’s Speech – The Captain’s Quiz 8: Summer Side Up THE 10 QUESTIONS & ANSWERS You are going camping at a campground for four days and three nights. Does this excite you, or fill you with dread? Explain. I’m excited. I haven’t been camping in a long while. I would likely beContinue reading “Blogger Games #8”

What I Want to Be

I want to be a porcupine, keep everyone away,It’ll give me an excuse when they don’t want to stay.To forget all of my past mistakes, I’d like to be a fish,But I’d forget the good times too, so I’m careful for what I wish.I could be a mouse and then, no one would notice me,AfterContinue reading “What I Want to Be”

Caturday August 20, 2022

Who says dog is man’s best friend? Thanks for stopping by! If you like my content, please click the like button and feel free to leave a comment. Also, if you’re not already a follower, click the follow button to get updates on future posts. If you enjoyed this post, you may want to checkContinue reading “Caturday August 20, 2022”

Dazzling

The lady was sparkling, dazzling. People turned and gasped as she, Waltzed through the room so passively. The crowd was gathering so massively; The thief, acting so casually, Took no tugging or hassling, Removing the necklace so nastily. She touched her neck so absently; Her demeanor changed so vastly; She’s no longer dazzling. This poemContinue reading “Dazzling”

The Hand of Death

The first time I saw the Hand of Death, it was reaching for my sister. We had taken our father’s fishing boat out into the middle of the lake. My sister hopped out for a swim while I remained in the boat. She was wearing her lifejacket, at my mother’s insistence, and hadn’t waded farContinue reading “The Hand of Death”

Writer’s Block

Staring down at this blank page, My ink grows brittle, dry with age,Too many thoughts racing ‘round, Yet I try to put them down.Passing by, found then lost, Upside down, turned and tossed.Whizzing by, a flash of light, Briefly seen, then out of sight.Blocked and trapped in this paper cage, Staring down at this blankContinue reading “Writer’s Block”