Tag: Poet
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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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TOMORROW TODAY
Tomorrow came late today It wasn’t supposed to be But the day had come to set her free And there she was, and all was out of the way Tomorrow came late today And there was no place left for her to go Street lights turned on and began to glow As her love packed…
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AWAKENING
I woke this morning to a different world Everything had sudden changed overnight When the rains came, fell, and the grass uncurled Where I had walked during the heat of the day before And there was nothing for me to do There was nothing I could or would say The world changed when I turned…
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Rain Drops
RAINDROPS Bumble Bee sized drops Falling with thunder sized hits Striking the broad leaves of green bent Beneath the sudden strikes from the sky sent Forcing them to bow before the growing deluge Lightning striking a short distance away The laughter of the rain as it slips and falls to the ground And I stand…
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Chase Seeks Refuge from the Rain. 01.10.2018 @ 0312
Denise staggered to the front door in a daze. She turned the knob and the wind flung the door free of her grip. “Jesus!” Robert stepped inside, his face contorted with anger and concern. “Where is the boy?” He grabbed his former wife by her shoulders. “How could you let this happen?” “I had no…
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The Pond: Ragdoll Chronicles Cont. 1.9.2018 at 0315
“Nouveau!” the entire Murder of Crows called out. Some took to the air to scan the surrounding area as the Clowder of Cats spread out also searching. Cawkin stood still as all about him searchers called out to the Rag Man. “The Gypsy Girl,” he turned to Starter. “Did anyone get her name?” “Yes,” Starter…
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A Prophesy Regarding Aleen from Book One of The Ragdoll Chronicles 01.06.18 at 0307
A Prophesy “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…
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Ragdoll Chronicles qouted on 1.6.18 at 0250
“There shall come a time when the moon has gone from sight and the sun is darkened as if in clouds. Then shall those who have slept for centuries return to take the land and the power from those who have come to be here and subjugate them with powers granted them by the master…
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Ragdoll Chronicles Continued Post at 0821 on 01.05.18
Denise returned from a trip to the garage where she had a second refrigerator keeping several trays of cookie dough setting up and waiting to go into the oven. “Coffee,” she said to herself softly with a sigh as she took a small rag from her pocket and wiped her brow, “I simply need either…
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 