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Ragdoll Man C-2
And so, alone in the glen, but unaware of the world beyond where he sat, he searched through the rags hoping to find another such as he hiding there in the maze of color and thread. But he found little that appeared to be quite like him. No, you see none such as he could…
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STANDOFF, bit by bit
Standoff is a book of poetry and short stories. I will be placing posts here as I go. It is published and available at Amazon. You can also buy it directly from me by visiting one of my websites. Questions? I’ll be happy to answer them. Oh, if you buy it from me it is…
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The Ragman Files E – 1
There once was a man who saved rag dolls, he saved them as he felt their lives were doomed, and yet, the reality was that he himself was a rag doll. As time went on the neighbors began to call him The Ragdoll Man. He had been born alone in a magical glen frequented by gypsies…
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7.24.19
Tomorrow Jan, Tread, and I drive to the U of F in Gainesville to the Internal Medicine Department to get a reevaluation of the fungus problem in Tread’s hip and tail bones. 3 hours up and 3 hours back plus the time there. Long day. Yesterday we drove down to Port Charlotte. I lived there…
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Sunday heading towards Monday.
So, it is Sunday 7/21/19 and I am trying to write a short story, finish a true crime novel, submit some poetry for publication, and more…..much more….too much more. Plus, good grief, I haven’t filed my taxes yet for 2018. So, what’s new with all of you? Anybody got a Hamster for a gift present?…
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The Gospel Hour
The Gospel of Micah, AKA the Gospel of Enoch. Micah was a goat herder on a planet known to us as Heaven. He was a simple man but became prominent in the politics of religion when he challenged the idea that the earth was flat. “It’s not,” he spoke up in a class he was…
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Writing at 2 AM
I was trying to write with a dictation program that’s in the computer. Well that didn’t work. So I switched to Dragon. It’s a little less frustrating, but still frustrating for some reason rather it doesn’t want to work with this program. So why did I come here at two a.m. I guess because I…
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SILENT WITH WORDS
Originally posted on keithgarrettpoetry: SILENT WITH WORDS Their voices can not be heard, speak without sound, From their minds, words do form, communicate with signs. Much to say in different ways as they plan their days, Silent with words that can be heard, they reach out to the world. Living in a silent land but…
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Coloring the dreams
Originally posted on Chitkala Mulye: Dedicated to my dad.. Late Dr. Ashutosh Mulye Everyday I meet you in my dreams, The dreams in bits and pieces, I hear your silence, I see your smiles, Smiles and silence that dissolve in the dark… The black and white stories, I see them linkless, Remembering them over and…
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The Church Lady & The Preacher
There once was an old lady who went church and sat at the very back. She was partially deaf but would shout out her agreement with the preacher at various times. One Sunday the preacher was talking about the sins of mankind and began by shouting out about the use of drink. The woman yelled:…
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THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 