Monthly Archives: July 2013

A Poem to the Poet

Through my boredom, through my pain Sometimes it helps me to begin again Depression shuts down the urge to write Curtailing the feeling that I have some insight Yet in it’s deepest depths of my soul It also inspires words … Continue reading

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Completion

Jack could feel the coldness already, although he had been lying in the alley for only a few moments, at least as far as he could remember. It wasn’t the coolness of the evening, or the time of the year. … Continue reading

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This Weed is Your Weed

Some words and music by Woody Guthrie (This Land is Your Land) ©1956 (renewed 1984), 1958 (renewed 1986) and 1970 TRO-Ludlow Music, Inc. (BMI) Rehashed by Barbara Blackcinder (2013) Chorus: This plant is your plant, this plant is our plant … Continue reading

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Full ‘Er Up!

We sat at the edge of the Black Hole. Science had led us here, and had afforded the trip as well. Although we were many, many thousands of light years distance from it, it was the clearest view anyone would … Continue reading

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Sally

    Here is a piece that I wrote for the Flashfictionwriters Weekly Challenge – October 25, 2012  {Flashfictionwriters.blogspot.pt}  (sorry that I can’t attribute the painting) I thought it was sweet (even though it didn’t win),  so I wanted to … Continue reading

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He Pondered…

The steps of the White House stood a short distance before him. He was wondering if he could even climb them as his wife urged him forward with the tug on his elbow. Having been reminded of her presence, and … Continue reading

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Flying Saucers

Well, right from the git-go I have to admit that these ‘playthings’ were not saucers in any sense of the description. Perhaps the inspiration, whatever that may have been, included their ability to become flying saucers in the onlookers eyes. … Continue reading

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