Gabriel Dentler

Joined November 2020

10 stories

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I have 4 loves. I love my God. I love words. I love mystery. I love suspense.

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A Woman's Love
How to compare the love of a woman? In pondering I am remiss, To describe even walls that contain her fair laughter, Nor the wonder I've found in her kiss.
By Gabriel Dentler5 years ago in Poets
Dark of the Woods
I first met Thomas under the Lonely Bridge. We called it the Lonely because it no longer had any utility. It was a small wooden bridge that spanned a ravine on the western edge of town. The problem was it no longer led to anything but some dense growth that stood in front of an even denser forest. I’m not sure what used to lay beyond it but we’ll come back to that.
By Gabriel Dentler5 years ago in Horror
Quietus
Mourn, the light of a misty morn, As the shadows fled, And the dark was torn, And twixt this world and the seat of dreams,
By Gabriel Dentler5 years ago in Poets
The Road
I'm told the road is long and dark, It's cold and weighs upon the heart, A bitter, grey and ceaseless rain, Belittered with regret and pain.
By Gabriel Dentler5 years ago in Poets
Home
The whoosh of the winter wind Sends a creak through the trees And the bow of the gnarled limbs Sends a shiver through me.
By Gabriel Dentler5 years ago in Poets
For You
Lo, the eve of Autumn nigh, Therein our mid-sixteenth year, A bittersweet goodbye, For death did not her love then break,
By Gabriel Dentler5 years ago in Poets
Dreamer
Let me lie, O city wall Tempt me not with wandering dreams. Naught may be as what it seems As I am but the lowly thrall
By Gabriel Dentler5 years ago in Poets
Melancholy
This life reflects a long dead home, The creaking door, my weary bones, And memories I hold inside, Tilting pictures cast aside.
By Gabriel Dentler5 years ago in Poets
Desperation
My fault, my love, I led you there, No longer shall I see you where, We danced upon the river's edge, The night we laughed and loved and pledged,
By Gabriel Dentler5 years ago in Poets
The Locket
Once I softly kissed her neck, A piece of her I crowned, Until I broke and fell away, Away upon the ground. Never should I see her then,
By Gabriel Dentler5 years ago in Poets