Isaac Haldeman

Joined April 2021

0 stories

Bio

NYC

I try and try.

I enjoy stories and attempting to tell them.

I’m a rich father before I am a poor artist.

@isaachaldeman

Stories (38/0)

Triple Canopy Cub
born in the jungle that refuses to slumber this feline stays within Brazil’s numbers both lay claim and indeed they should
By Isaac Haldeman 4 days ago in Poets
Match Head
I have reached burn out my reinventing flicker is dead said match head
By Isaac Haldeman 6 days ago in Poets
Birthday Tears
lit for me candles you both missing from my side wick give smoke and steam
By Isaac Haldeman 9 days ago in Poets
Rent
sneaky element not in most of my poems but a motivation
By Isaac Haldeman 13 days ago in Poets
More Than Four
life’s required stuff a soul costs more than just four not seen fifth sixth more
By Isaac Haldeman 15 days ago in Poets
Blocks to Build
wet ash rests on soil evidence of burns out blown quenched by a past storm
By Isaac Haldeman 15 days ago in Poets
The Munjungo Fish
in reality three weeks we spent through fantasy decades were swept traveled back to leap forward traditions lack what’s aimed toward
By Isaac Haldeman 16 days ago in Poets
Brick Solid
rules we free birds play by tell no lies clean boundary lines faults in the bricks we permit spotted and checked reports been writ…
By Isaac Haldeman 17 days ago in Poets
Colored Sad
each week not with them paints my chest pump a sad hue hearty red to blue
By Isaac Haldeman 2 months ago in Poets
false summits
false summits we shared some ships end with no regrets free solo, no crime
By Isaac Haldeman 2 months ago in Poets
SKIN AND SCALES WILL BE KIN
“Ordered lifespans keep ancient wisdom beyond the reach of mortals, an axiom not readily accepted, even for the near-century-old mortal scribbling down this entry. Before my end, I should like to learn the actual name of The Remaker. The name of the man he once was and why he strives to unshackle The Preventer of Life. What spell must he be under, and why is the blood of all of Miterra’s children necessary for this?
By Isaac Haldeman 3 months ago in Fiction
She catches me…
“What?” “You are easy to stare at.” “Oh thanks. Makes me feel wonderful.” “Like a sunset, or full moon.” “Oh” She smiles an almost embarrassed smile.
By Isaac Haldeman 4 months ago in Poets