Tag: Writers Resources
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Predator: Do You Know How To Fly? 09.03.2017 A
This is a continuation of the text in the book: Predator; The Man Who Didn’t Exist; Do You Know How to Fly? The main title (Do You Know How to Fly?) was a question posed by Delmer Smith to a woman victim as he held our out naked over her 12th floor balcony in the…
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New followers or those making comments.
Just wanted to take a moment and say thanks for those who have opted to follow or who have commented on my blog. THANK YOU. I appreciate your comments and the fact that you have taken the time to follow me. You are welcome here and I hope that I hear from you. Poetryfest visit…
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truth slain and random thoughts over ice cream 8.14.17
Truth Slain on a TV Stand The morning bell was met head-on And each child followed the trail as winter won To where truth then was set upon and promptly slain For sadly truth had gathered thinking it safe As if fearing safety it mattered simply not The rot that had grown up in Webster’s…
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a simple poem and random remarks 2033/08/11/17
I Am On Fire Gordon Kuhn Copyright 8.11.2017 Within the skull born of female pain He lashed out at the days but could not steal the stain That in treasured measure laid its curling tone Upon the printer’s inked plate during winter’s dying moan He never thought the deeds quite through each day While death…
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WHAT?
by improve everywhere Do you like poetry? I like poetry. My dogs have always like poetry. Have you ever heard me read poetry? How about if I sang it to you? Any chance for that? Come on where’s the support here, there, over there. It has to be here someplace, why else would I…
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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…
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ALEEN Continued
And so as evening fell fully away from the day and Those watching went their separate way Speaking not of evil left there cloaked in dark wings And left behind small Aleen to sit high upon the hill The rocky hill that overlooked the city of LLandia Where the mission keeper sat and looked past…
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THINKING
I’ve been silent a bit for certain reasons, which cause me confusion. I have been writing as much as I always do, but feel constrained what with contests and awards and worry about theft of my writing. The joy of sharing is diminished greatly because of all that. I don’t know who to approach about…
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Focus on publishing!
Everyday I move closer to having my novel The Prince of Dan published. It currently is just under 106,000 words. What’s it all about? Murder, incest, insanity, and a healthy dose of confusion over who is really who. So, what is going on with it? I’m editing. But more than that. I am editing and…
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 