Category: fiction
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Poetry and Random Thoughts 073017/0608
There is a difference, I think, from the common to the uncommon. Yet, in many cases they appear side by side as twins. Just a subtle difference here or there can determine the difference that you and I cannot perceive on the surface. But isn’t that the problem? Isn’t it how we perceive what we…
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Twisted: The Assassin Aleen
4. The Great Winged Assassin Aleen sat like a large boulder perched on the side of Mount Bastion across the valley from where The Castle Ur stood. His vantage point overlooked the Sea of Rife and the Companion Halls of Medore. He took a deep breath in and listened as his leathery skin expanded and…
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TWISTED: 2
2: It was just an hour before dawn when a lone figure slowly picked a path through a field of boulders that lay at the base of what was called by some to be the South Tower of The Castle Ur. As the figure went slowly walking there approaching the outer wall of the tower,…
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TWISTED: FAIRY TALES FROM A DARKWOOD (not your typical childhood book)
TWISTED: FAIRY TALES FROM A DARK WOOD (This isn’t your basic children’s book so beware.) The land of Darkwood was bathed in a constant drizzle. It had been so for over a hundred years. Once the island had been a place of beauty, but then….the terror came. It arrived in the middle of the night…
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Catatonic in Milwaukee
Stiffness of mind can be a problem and should be noted to tend along with a great deal of anger. I deal with anger. I have problems with anger. I can be very un-nice with anger when it overtakes me and lately it has been near me too much. I think it is just that…
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The Three Stooges
Death speaks thru the window of the train While we travel going nowhere from the past to the present in our clothes from best to worse and back again looking for the answers to the riddle of questions wanting to know who the Three Stooges represent in our lives spent deceived by the world surrounding. …
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WHY DO WE TEACH LIES TO CHILDREN?
Why is it that we teach children to lie? Why do we tell them lies? Santa Claus! Adults think it is cool to tell children all about Santa Claus. Kids get around older kids and the older kids berate the younger kids making them feel foolish and then the heartbreaking truth is revealed that the…
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YESTERDAYS MOAN
Standing naked on the lawn alone he was one sunlit dawn the grass beneath his shoeless feet cut like broken glass in the shimmering heat with no one for miles around in sight memories screamed in silence and turned to flight while each separate living haunted thought echoed off mental walls of stone trapped…
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VOICES UNHEARD
The poet speaks in voices unheard Their words are spread upon a page unread within the confusion of mind speak the poet’s pen travels on, and on, and on and where from does the lighted darkness come where from does the need arise to shake the hand of God, I suppose and yet no one…
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Eric the Field Mouse conti.
Eric sat up in the smother of hay and looked at the two other mice whose faces had emerged from behind a pile of damp fiber. “I told you he would wake this day,” said the one to the right. “I cast stones and they said it would be today.” “Oh shut up,” said the…
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 