- Welcome to The Gnarly Oak; Northern California writing, poetry, and photography, all by Ryan Griffiths; check the "About" section for more on myself. All the writings and photographs here are © by Ryan Griffiths.
Monthly Archives: October 2010
“Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world” – Schopenhauer A cool breeze stung Ralph’s cheeks, bringing him to his senses. Why am I lying down on grass? Where am I? … Continue reading
Round twisted branches and sharp crags began descent to a limbed cave so gnarly – this enchanted forest I went.
This is an autobiography assignment I wrote for a bogus required class called “Living Skills.” I got a C on this; I didn’t “provide enough concrete examples.” Different people different tastes, I guess… *** The viridian hills rolled on past … Continue reading
I used to wonder why we hale the purple mountains – But look and you’ll see; they’re covered by grape juice fountains.
There is a pair of shoes Walking in my brain. They go around in circles; A never ending train. As they stalk around my mind Their muscles only strengthen; Yet with every footstep, My thoughts, they only lengthen. It is … Continue reading
March 5th 2012 “I’m on my way, honey. Yeah. I’ll be home soon. Love you too.” Brian snapped his old Nokia shut, errantly shoving it deep in his pocket as he typed and clicked away. The office was dim, most … Continue reading
Just coming back from deep in the wood, Surprised by a sight; I ran fast as I could. Upon reaching our hearth truth had to be spoke: “I know what happened to your plum tree, dear, On the hill over … Continue reading
“If there were no rewards to reap, No loving embrace to see me through this tedious path I’ve chosen here, I certainly would’ve walked away by now.” -Tool, The Patient