Sunday, September 16, 2018


I was having a rough morning when I wrote this. Doing better now. Writing will do that I guess.


The Darkness crashes over me as
a tidal wave of dread breaching
even the dykes so meticulously set
in place to stymie such a scourge.

I scream silently at the top of my lungs.

In my own defense, I collapse into
a fetal position, dull pressure against
my chest.  My mind recedes into an
bottomless abyss.  I’m lost in obscurity,
drowning in futility.

I scream silently at the top of my lungs.

Gasping in dire suffocation, I loathe the 
specter eagerly consuming me piece 
by piece.  No longer able to see the surface,
 I give myself up to the torrent.

I scream silently no more.

--Ken Ferguson--
Artista di Parole






Halloween is just around the corner!!





Thursday, September 13, 2018


Fall

A chill wind drifts 
through the forest.
The trees shiver
 and shed their leaves.

Pumpkin spice lattes
rouse the taste buds.
High school football
on a Friday evening.

Early evening sunsets
bathed in gold.
Sweaters and wool caps
the order of the day.

A chill wind drifts
through the forest.
Mother nature sighs
anticipating change. 

--Ken Ferguson--
Artista di Parole







Hurricane Florence is just starting to hit the east coast.  The winds are down to a category 1 but over 40 inches of rain are expected and storm surge of 7-10 feet.  

Tuesday, September 11, 2018

Run away with me to Vegas,
To a romantic get away.
Run away with me to Vegas,
I know just where to stay.

We'll jet across the desert,
On a magic carpet for two.
We'll jet across the desert,
To a love nest for me and you.

We'll arrive there on a Tuesday,
The dates have been confirmed,
We'll party into Friday,
Then reluctantly return.

Please agree to my proposal,
I'll attend to your every need,
Please agree to my proposal,
Say yes to my eager plea.  

XOXOX
Ferg


Saturday, September 8, 2018