Dust to Dust – A poem

Dust to Dust

A scream escapes me as my body goes to the nether
Disintegrating into grains of dust to fall up into the desolate and
be carried away down a flowing river of no direction.
My mind, my soul, and my will follow into the oblivion after;
each seperate from one another to divide themselves
into a thousand times a thousand
pieces…
My will holds tight to once piece of each as I flow
for I will not let them go
their seperate ways
I will not lose me.
For I am me.
I am me
forever.
by Philip Wardlow 2012

Her Body - A Poem

 

 

Her Body

 

I noticed her body after her beguiling faced walked in.

It spoke and sang to me with a swaying of heavy hip action.

If only I could dial back my desire then the stars would align,

but the god given geometry wrapping around that frame

would make a chaste man wonder why he went insane

as he saw curves creating arcs upon arcs

intertwining to manifest into shapes

only nature could conceive.

In the lovely female form

there’s a weakness

in me because as she

walks across the room

I continue to gaze while my

rapture increases knowing her body is

hidden beneath thin layers that only deepen

the mystery of a softness that is surely there.

What if I were to simply let my hands wonder

where they wish to go, to peek lightly with

fingertips in a caress down her naked back

with all intent to travel on if my bold

desires permitted such an act.

I know my place, but she

will learn my charms,

she will see my face,

and look deep into

my eyes and

wonder if

tonight I

am her

fate.

 

By Philip Wardlow



Raven's Journey - A Poem

Raven's Journey

We cut the night air with wings of black,
we cut the life strings at twilight's blessing.
My brethern and I see far and wide,
for we are many.
There is no escape,
no hole can hide you,
nor disguise
mask a spirit
so foul.
We bring you home to purgatory to sit and
roost in a black shed of despair,
to dwell upon a life where dark leanings
led you to dissolution of a soul that
sought heights they were never meant to fly.
So contemplate, ponder,
wander this dim world between
darkness and light,
and perhaps we shall
return.

By Philip Wardlow

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There are things that lurk in our world unseen, dark creatures lost in a time and a world so ancient as to be forgotten by the same humans who made dark dealings with them so very long ago.

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Now per happenstance, on a dark shrouded road these worlds will collide briefly again....
What would you do if you hit and killed something on the road in a raging blizzard in the middle of the night and that something you killed had a companion which meant to force you to make amends for your actions?
Adrian is the thirty-something already troubled family man who suddenly finds himself in that world. Adrian soon discovers it doesn't want him. It wants the thing he holds most dear to his heart. Whom will the thing choose as the price to be paid, Adrian's lovely wife Elisa, or his young eight year old daughter Sylvia?
Following the ancient laws set forth, a balance must be kept, and Adrian the good family man, must pay the price whether he likes it or not. Will Adrian have it in him to fight to keep his family whole or will he give into his fears and past traumas that have haunted him for years and lose the ones he loves along with perhaps his own life in the process?

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Where I stand....Taking stock of where I'm at in my writing for the year so far

As the title of the blog states, I am taking stock this month. More of a critique and review of myself and the goals I put forth for myself this year in writing to see if I'm track.
Well I started this Blog back in April of this year 2012...and before that in September 0f 2011 is when I really started getting serious with my writing.
I mainly started this Blog back in April to appease various publishers who want you to have a web presence for yourself so possible fans can find you and flock to you and worship you over the worldwide web....still waiting for that to happen.
I have never been great at kissing people's asses in terms of marketing myself....I just wanna write , straight and simple. I am sincere in my writing in my blogpost and of my own opinions of those I follow so I hope that people that came to my blog saw that.
Now I have to stress I don't consider myself a blogger. I just consider this my personal website and I'm your host who wants you to know more about me and what I'm about as a writer and direct you to where you can find my latest writings whether on here, Scribd, Amazon, Smashwords, or hopefully down the line other places around the web from minor to major publishers who pick up my work.
btw... To ring in Halloween - I will be doing a another FREEBIE promotion near Halloween this month for my Horror/Dark Fantasy Novella "Roadkill" on Amazon...so look for that to happen soon!
Back when I started this website I said I would keep you abreast of my progression of becoming a Fantasy Writer/Author . So here is a run down of what I have accomplished thus far from approximately a year ago along with my future goals in writing for the coming year 2013.
What I have written thus far:

Finished Works:

1. Roadkill - Horror/Fantasy Novella 24,000 words (rejected many times by various Publishers and have went on to E-Publish it on Amazon but I am still submitting it to other publishers in the mean time.)
2. Devil in the Details - Urban Fantasy - 3,500 Words (Rejected many times by various Publishers, but still submitting, and have sent to Beta-readers for their critique)
3. Bits and Pieces - Urban Fantasy/Scienc Fiction - 8,000 Words , Entered into major contest and awaiting results. If it doesn't place then I will submit to publishers and show on here as well for your reading pleasure....:)
4. A Fire to Extinguish - Science Fiction - 8,700 Words , Entered into a major contest and awaiting results. If it doesn't place then I will submit to publishers and show on here as well for your reading pleasure....:)
5. Flight through the Forest - Heroic Flash Fantasy - 2,000 - Words, Rejected by various publishers BUT did get accepted by one non-paying publication entitled Quail-Bell Magazin online- I am still submitting to publishers aroudn the web.
6. Witch Hunt - Horror/Humor - 4,000 Words Entering into Halloween Contest at Carnage Conservatory this year.
7. Various Poetry amounting to approx 50-60 poems this year over approx 5,000 words between them all...I have turned some into publishers but as of yet none have been accepted...please check out most of my poetry here on my blog or over at Scribd the self publishing website. You can see most of my Poetry work here.

Current Projects:

1. The Thing under the Bridge - Young Adult Fantasy Novel with a goal of 85,000 Words Currently up to 5,000+words. I am finishing up some outlining and research and then will be diving back into to the writing portion to finish hopefully by End of January 2013.
2. The Grate - Dark Urban Fantasy Story - 10,000 to 17,000 Word Goal currently up 2,000 Words. This will be another Contest entry before Dec 31st, 2012, and then later with submissions to various Publishers. (and will show on here as well)
3. From a Dark Place - Dark Fantasy Story - 10,000 to 17,000 Word Goal currently up to 4,000 Words. This will be another Contest entry for March 31st, 2013 Deadline, and then later with submissions to various Publishers. (and will show on here as well)
I am always brainstorming and have many small ideas as memos in my notes future story ideas BUT first these above must be finished and fleshed out completely..
I am trying to take the advice of a professional succesful writer who said it's best to lose count of how many stories you have written then you know your working at a good pace. I know I am not there yet with that by a long shot but still I definitely want to have quality over quantity any day for my writing.

So I ask you to check out ALL my stuff that has been divulged to you thus far on here and other websites and comment if you feel like commenting on my stuff...it's always appreciated.. THANKS

...and remember my FREEBIE for "ROADKILL" will be coming out soon on Amazon for the Kindle or for free electronic download on your computer....how's that for self-marketing...:)

My Climb
The cold bites into my
hands as I reach for
the rocky outcrop in
my climb to the top.
The blowing wind plays with
me as it shifts from east to west
trying to fool me into shifting
my weight to the wrong position.
The sun shadows my every
move but I give it a smile and
a scowl.
I say fuck you to the elements,
I say fuck you to the gravity
that wants to pull me back
to Mother Earth.
I may be a student to this life I lead,
but you are not my master.
No one claims me.
No one drives me but
myself up this mountain
I climb.
If I ‘m going to fall,
It’s going to be because
I chose to jump.
and fly
free.
By Philip Wardlow

Killer Pumpkins – A poem for Halloween

Killer Pumpkins
Ba dump…ba dump…ba ba dump.
Bump…
Bump…
They roll.
They stroll
down the streets;
orange and angry.
Why do they roll?
Why are they not in bed,
with green leaves as blankets
To cover their orange ripply heads.
I suppose they’re pissed off
for being left behind
in the patch.
What the fuck was wrong
with them, they ask.
It’s Halloween and they’ve
waited long enough.
Knives in hand with
grins carved in,
ready to show
the little tricker-treat bastards
a real killer
pumpkin.
So they roll
and they stroll
down the street.
Ba dump.