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Fire Side Tales
A short story of how the world could go. Part 1 Continue reading
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Food For Thought
We live in a symbiotic relationship with the earth. It cares for us. We care for it. Except, man kind has forgotten this. Progress is needed. And the forests of the world? Expendable. Continue reading
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Food for Thought
Let yourself go Let yourself flow Let your flaws show And see who will know. Why not be free? For between you and me In the end who gets out alive We all live we all learn And someday in the ground lie. Continue reading
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Tick Tock Amok
Tick Tock goes the clock As I wait for time to pass. Or to stop. Tick Tock goes the clock. As chaos swirls and runs amok. Tick Tock goes the clock As everyone runs out of Luck Continue reading
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Phantasms
Phantom’s leap phantoms howl They shiver and shriek, their on the prowl. They came for me and dragged me down. They come again, it’s your time now. They drag you down deep beneath the ground. Down down, you’ll never be found. Look out for when the phantoms prowl. You’ll hear their shrieks, feel their growl Continue reading
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Wolf and Raven
When wolf and raven coincide Who will stand the unholy ride Who will face the dreadful tide When wolf and raven coincide. Crimson rivers flow across the land As tools of war are taken in hand People gather into wild bands Crimson rivers now flow across the land. Sun and moon are devoured Before their Continue reading
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Sunday Story
VISIONS In The Mist Mist rose from the ground, a swirling vortex of fantastical shapes. It was a strange type of mist rising here, quite unlike any other I had seen. Usually, the mist was translucent, easy to see through, and easy enough to ignore. This, however, was a nightmarish fog. So dense that even Continue reading
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Grimjowl
You hurry You scurry Perhaps even worry As you run and seek to hide For this night the Grimjowl rides. He seeks flesh He seeks blood Will he be quenched by your soul? Or will you run and hear him wail As to catch you he now fails. Burning eyes flame in the night Billowing Continue reading
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Riding Soul
On pale horse my soul now rides From my body spirit flies Headed towards lands in which dreams reside What is there, what will I spy? Fields of green flaked with gold In a land ancient and old. On we ride feeling bold Towards the end the goal unknown. Through crumbling arch faded and cracked Continue reading
About Me
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
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