Dana Crandell

Joined November 2021

324 stories

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Dad, Stepdad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.

Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist

My poetry collection: Life, Love & Ludicrosity

The Upland Soul

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Please, Make Them Stop!. Content Warning.
Somewhere in the dark Screams shatter the fragile night And they draw closer *** One more for the Haunted Echos Challenge:
By Dana Crandell6 months ago in Poets
What Our Hearts Have Learned. Runner-Up in The Sonnet of Shadows Challenge.
In youth, I threw my heart into the fire, A fool for one who stayed, to watch it burn And stirred the coals to sate her own desire,
By Dana Crandell6 months ago in Poets
Letting Go
This is not the end. Brilliant, they fall through chill air Provender for Spring *** Anyone who follows me on Vocal knows I love the colors of Fall. I also love the metamorphosis that follows.
By Dana Crandell6 months ago in Poets
Reading the Room. Top Story - September 2025.
I'm going to start this off with a tag, so it doesn't get lost 'way down at the bottom. JBaz, you're up, buddy! (Kinda late, I know, but there's no rush.) Now, on to the story at hand!
By Dana Crandell7 months ago in Humor
Where Does it End?. Content Warning.
I scream, plunging down Past souls in the inky depths And smell rotting flesh. *** Written for the Vocal Haunted Echoes Challenge. Enter it here:
By Dana Crandell7 months ago in Poets
The Getaway. Content Warning.
Marty sat up with a loud, exasperated sigh. “I'm sorry, I just can't.” Jill's apology was a whine, which only made it grate worse on Marty's frazzled nerves.
By Dana Crandell8 months ago in Fiction
Finding the Lost Coast
We've braved the skyline of King Range, Been awestruck by the view, Above the morning clouds that shroud The vast, Pacific blue.
By Dana Crandell8 months ago in Poets
The Fall. Content Warning.
The rush of air is sudden. Icy panic grips my pounding heart As the din of the vile crowd becomes an uproar. “Witch!” they cry, “Burn in hell where ye belong!”
By Dana Crandell8 months ago in Poets
This Was Home. Top Story - July 2025.
The strobe light, brighter than the day, There, high above the desert floor, Beckoned to us, as if to say, “Come, only a few minutes more!”
By Dana Crandell9 months ago in Poets
In the Depths
As light breaks water, Its path, as well, is altered In a fair exchange. * Lost in the dark depths, We sense the light is near, but
By Dana Crandell9 months ago in Poets
Timeless
I grew up on Eagles' songs. My best friend and I immediately learned to play every new release from them as soon as it hit the radio. That was before you could simply jump online and find the lyrics and chords for any song you'd ever heard. We recorded them on casette and played them on repeat until we got it right.
By Dana Crandell9 months ago in Writers
Aurora. Top Story - June 2025.
On a lonely highway In the dark of the small hours of morning, Wearily, we pushed on. * We had overstayed. The shortcut had been riddled with detours.
By Dana Crandell9 months ago in Poets