Rowan Finley

Joined February 2019

1177 stories

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Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.

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She Took a Mental Wealth Day
The simplicity of a girl and her horse, riding down joy’s earthen course. She shut the news channels off inside, and took to the outdoors to abide.
By Rowan Finley 11 months ago in Poets
Awaiting the Freedom Boat - Part 1
Awaiting the arrival of the ship that would transport them to freedom, the people on the deck were rather silent. Each person had a disability of some kind. They hadn't passed the (NRT) New Regime Test that had been mandated by the dictator of their country for every citizen to take. Oddly, they hadn't been told that they hadn't passed though. They had been informed that they had won the randomized lottery system. Part of 'winning' included a trip out of their country into a different country that wasn't apart of the ongoing war conflict.
By Rowan Finley 11 months ago in Fiction
Proud Boy
Proud boy holds his flag His confidence grows each day Parents smile at him ~ ~ ~ He loves badminton Cricket is also such fun
By Rowan Finley 11 months ago in Poets
All At Once
You just don't understand what it's like... I admire you. I love you. It hurts so intensely to love every stranger that I may never meet on every street that I pass by...
By Rowan Finley 11 months ago in Poets
perform a pas de deux
Thoughts towered. Family felt soured. ~ ~ ~ But reality spoke, "Life is altered, but full of beauty yet." ~ ~ ~
By Rowan Finley 11 months ago in Poets
Chapter Sighting
Beauty and the genteel waves... Letting the air, water, and moment rapture-capture her, Far off into the distance, she spotted a ship of sadness.
By Rowan Finley 11 months ago in Poets
What Coming Out of a Depressive State Feels Like
Sludgy sadness slithers in on green invested water. Frozen stiff in bed like a Stonehenge stone. Physical or mental movement cause my body to ache.
By Rowan Finley 11 months ago in Poets
Rubber Ducky Bright
Rubber ducky bright Hold little baby so tight So tiny and light ~ Hear the hymns sung sweet And the traffic on the street
By Rowan Finley 12 months ago in Poets
Kiss Me Apart
Into a hundred pieces, I want you to kiss me apart, while I lay on the bed of your heart. Then rev me up again when I start to idle,
By Rowan Finley 12 months ago in Poets
Placed With Poise
Look where I dared to drive, this sand is very much alive, as it has been packing me punches, while above me people ate their pretty picnic lunches.
By Rowan Finley 12 months ago in Poets
The Unknown Artist - Part 4
Author's Note: If you have not read the first three parts to this story, then please be sure to read them first for context. This is a collaborative story!
By Rowan Finley 12 months ago in Chapters
Shadows of Their Hearts
They have such delightful ideas, many of which I can roll right along with. Shadows of hearts in the water, I’ll be their photographer anytime.
By Rowan Finley 12 months ago in Poets