A Collection of Poems, Prose & Poetry from Sky's Quill

Poems & Short Stories:

Six Pack Wolf Pack - Original Werewolf poem by Sky Taylor. continue

Weight Loss & Diet Quotes - Sky's quotes on weight loss. continue

Diet Woes of the Five Crows - Dieting woes of the Five Crows. continue

Once Upon a Diet Dreary - An ode to dieting with a dreary little poem. (Well, somebody had to do it!) continue

Six Pack Wolf Pack - Original Werewolf poem by Sky Taylor. continue

The Black Nighty - (9 pages) A mix-up triggers romance. continue

Sugar Pie - (12 pages) Winner of the pie contest takes the blue ribbon, $500 and a date with the tall, dark and handsome Mayor. continue

Between the Sheets - (25 pages) A writer experiencing writer's block finds love between the sheets. continue

Boomerang Booby - (4 pages) One guy, one girl and one stylish bra. continue

A Cowboy, a Hick & a Salt Lick - (13 pages) Heath grumbled beneath his breath and it was with great effort that he didn't reach out and strangle the hick-girl who obviously didn't know a hoot about feed. His assumption regarding her ineptness was confirmed as she hopped aside and he entered the feed store that had been there since God had created Adam. Good grief. The area looked pathetic - more like a pet brothel than a feed store! continue

Ghost Falls - (7 pages) A blind date delivers the girl of Joe's dreams. continue

The Dust, a poem by Sky Taylor

Illuminating from the dust of the desert storm,
A rider so lean, he was skeletal in form.

A tall, white hat rested on the scarred skull,
A star on his chest, anchored above the empty hull.

Chaps clung to bones outlining once-lean hips,
A rolled cigarette dangled from once-parched lips.

Seeking justice, leading his dark horse to the west,
Over flat barren earth, then over the crest.

To the north searching for flesh, the buzzards soared,
But the rider feared not, a skeleton to the core.

To the south, a duel was sought by the sidewinder,
But the rider ignored, determined to find her.

To the east, the ghost town shimmered through the dust,
A cave of rotting wood, and iron turned to rust.

The building he sought bled clearly into sight,
As the rider thought back to that once-forgotten night.

When a friend of a friend took the life of his lady fair,
Jealously put a bullet to her chest, part of the dare.

But his fair lady, he did not seek.
For she lay with him within the deep.

It was the friend of a friend the rider sought,
To avenge two deaths that had been for naught.

The crowd in the saloon dispersed in a blink,
As the friend's friend downed her last drink.

In a blink of an eye, the rider secured his prey,
Stowed her on his horse to ride back that day.

The keys to hell, the rider held tight in his hand,
And would send the friend's friend to no-man's land.

You can successfully cross most anyone in a bar,
But beware of a dead man who wears the star.

For he will rise up out of the dust of hell,
And lock you away in his eternal jail.

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Code of the Fang - (7 pages) A humorous short gothic vampire story. continue

English Ivy - {16 pages) "Why yes," she managed, batting her eyes swiftly over the handsome male who had rescued her.

He wasn't overly tall, yet the white Stetson he was wearing made him appear as such. From what she could glimpse beneath the hat, he had a mop of blond hair which was nowhere near a military cut. More like an American hippie from the history pages of yesteryear, she went on to decide amid her analysis.

The golden tan, the flashing white teeth and the shadow of a beard soared up Ivy's flared nostrils as she drank in the fresh air mixed with he-man. continue

Vain Jane
A Collection of Poems, Prose & Poetry
Copyrighted by Sky at Dawn Publishing