Zakinthebox Zak-in-theBox! Thanks for visiting my blog! If you enjoyed this video, please click the like button and leave a comment. Follow me if you would like to receive updates whenever new posts are published.
Tag Archives: #bloggingcommunity
Dear Brandon…
Brandon asks for opinions about a new series of blog posts.
The Strangers
The Strangers is a scary poem based on the movie with the same name. Not for the “faint of heart.”
Scarecrow
Brandon Ellrich writes a creepy tale in anticipation of Halloween!
Escape
Colors bursting across the sky, Soul is thirsting to rise and fly, Into the air, escaping life, Away from care, worry, strife; Above the earth, toward the sun, Full of mirth, reckless fun. No path to trace from those before, An open space, my open door. My spirit sails on endless seas, A course unveiledContinue reading “Escape”
Photo Prompt
I participate in several writing prompts, but I don’t normally host them myself. Just out of curiosity, I wanted to try this one. This is a photo of a door under the stairs that leads to the basement of the house in which I am living. At the bottom of my basement stairs, there isContinue reading “Photo Prompt”
The Contest
We were made for only one purpose: to be eaten. But first, we will have to wait. We are put on display while we anticipate our death sentence. The ravenous beasts come by and gaze at us hungrily, almost lustfully. They are not allowed to eat us, however, until the bell is rung. Just asContinue reading “The Contest”
No Time
Waiting too long at traffic lights– It’s no delight. People too slow, They need to go. The light turns green, thank God, at last! Step on the gas. I’m out of sight, It’s time to write. Sixty seconds left on the clock; Life’s run amok. I don’t have time, To end this rhyme. Copyright ©Continue reading “No Time”
Through the Mist and Fog
Through the mist and fog, We traveled; Mysteries of song, Unraveled. To subside our fears, We talked; Lest something hiding near, We walked. O’er the ground we’re rushing, In retreat; Leaves all around, we’re crushing, ‘Neath our feet. Howling in the woods: They’re calling, Prowling; nothing good, Befalling. Stopped ahead in our path– A beast;Continue reading “Through the Mist and Fog”
Outside My Window
Brandon shares a rare free verse poem.
