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What happens when a couple takes a walk when it's drizzling? Find out! Read More

Poem / Poetry

July 05, 2022

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You''ve started, now finish it. My poem. Read More

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With such a day, a beautiful feeling comes over me. My poem. Read More

Tags: hill, wind, hurry, sunny, day

Poem / Poetry

April 20, 2022

I hear the voices of time, whispering in the wind. I hear whimpering and sobbing through the layers of time that conceal and obscure suffering faces and sorrowful places. Read More

Poem / Poetry

April 18, 2022

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That is what love does. My poem. Read More

Tags: love, words, lies, wind, furious

This is just a simple story about the simplest of things that not everyone can see. Read More

Tags: trees, wind, sea, forest, gods

To feel and to know the power and the beauty of the wind, is to see beyond the stars and feel the cosmic coldness of the void that hides the meaning of existence. “I hear the wind approach. Its roar belies the gentle gusts that drift across the waves of… Read More
Life is a gossamer illusion of wind, fire and rain that grows and fades as radiant rays of light tear apart the fragile dreams that flow and rage and wash upon a living tapestry of splendor and wonder, captured in a whirling orb of exquisite vision and radiance Read More
It's the holidays. And I was thinking about all the lives lost during this pandemic, coupled with the season and the joy it is suppose to bring, brought these words to me that I want to share with you. The result -- a poem of sorrow, of grief, and of… Read More

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A short story about a walk, filled with the promise of love. Read More

Tags: wind, walk, rose, danube, gulls

Even the cold can't stop us. My poem. Read More

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A Flash Fiction with a somewhat odd and surprising ending. :) NOTE: This is the first of two stories with the same starting theme & settings, but they are not alike in any other way. The other story is a "Who Done It" that allows the reader to decide who… Read More
The letter flew right into my hand. Poem. Read More

Tags: love, wind, true, dearest, blew

I wrote this while watching a South Korean series called Wind Bell Read More

Tags: wind

Listen to the cadence of the blowing wind. Listen to the smothered cries of forsaken dreams as they fade and float away like falling leaves of time into the flowing waters that quench the thirst and appetite of fields that draw the breath and sweat of toiling human souls under… Read More
The cries of desperation haunt the winds of time that drift upon the cliffs and dales, and upon the waves that pound against the bluffs that bear the scars of time. Read More

Poem / Poetry

September 06, 2021

Tags: leaves, autumn, wind

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The Booksie Classic House

Weep the weathered heart, for time ignores the plaintive pleas of those who cannot dream or see beyond the hovering shadows that shroud the morning sun and veil the evening stars. Read More

Tags: heart, time, wind, age, cradle

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I have stood on the edge of tomorrow, and I have seen the emptiness left behind by those who walked beyond the brink to embrace the gust of wind that swept away the dream of them. I have heard the hollow sound of loneliness and silence that the shadows of… Read More

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Short poem about the will to win Read More
Listen to the wind. It speaks of the boundless and unceasing span of time and space. Read More

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This tree looked so unlikely a hero that I had to take a picture, and now an Ode. Read More

Tags: tree, wind, ocean, gnarly

I have seen the desperation, despondency and fear as huddled masses step into the abyss of the cold and winding specter of their dream. I have felt the draining energy of their despair oozing through the pores that expose their soul. The fertile valley beyond the river’s bank a witness… Read More
Lonely people, walking lonely and deserted streets, like tumbleweeds in the wind – twisted, tumbling balls of dead foliage, rolling aimlessly to nowhere. Read More
I have felt the wind against my face, and seen its strength as it devastates and overwhelms. As natural as the sky above, as beautiful as the swaying grains of wheat that bend and flex with its gentleness, in fields that glisten under the golden rays of the scorching sun… Read More
The sound of time is silence amplified and intensified. Listen to the wind and hear the moans and groans of its timelessness and feel its touch and sense the potency of its strength. It is deafening in its quietness and its soundlessness. Devoid of all distractions and deceptions. Read More
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