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Michael

Michael

I remember when she came to me. All aglow; from her head to her toes. I remember that clearly. “Time to go,” she announced. “We’ve finally found a home for you. They’ll be a challenge of course, but you will find all that you need to accomplish your journey.” I was thrilled, but also afraid. [...]

I Found You

I Found You

VERSE ONE There’s a time when I’d both a heart and eyes while looking for the one I could give my heart to I fell down then got up only to realise My heart was stolen and I couldn’t look anymore CHORUS Honey, I found you I fell in love with you I’m still in [...]

A Free Me As Perceived By A Dream

A Free Me As Perceived By A Dream

The switch turns on, the stage is set. My expectations don’t get met. I try to fix it, but I get strife and sorrow as they cry. It is wrong, why do I try? I cover my fears with lies. The day has come to shine on the lie I feel fine; but the night, [...]

Where’s The Box?

Where’s The Box?

Where’s the box? A question asked by my granddaughter of her new stepmother.  This and variations of this question were asked and shows  such a vast difference in our society today then say, just a mere sixty years ago.  When you think sixty years in ones’ lifetime, yes that is a lot of time; but [...]

Working Abroad Is A Dream?

Working Abroad Is A Dream?

Let me tell you what happened to me about 3 years ago. I was young and quite naive at that time. Like any other person who lives in the former Soviet Union I used to think that people abroad, especially in places like USA, Canada, Europe or let alone Japan and Australia, work very little [...]

A Silly Look at Paris

A Silly Look at Paris

A Paris Obstacle Course for Americans. This is meant to be a modern, Mark Twain Innocents Abroad type look at Paris. I am in no way comparing myself with Mr. Twain, nowhere near the same league. Just the same sort of tongue in cheek humor. None of this is true, more silly stories created out [...]

Marital Secrets: The Conclusion

Marital Secrets: The Conclusion

Part 1 Summary: After a relaxing evening home alone, Clarinda is startled awake by a wolf who wandered in through the doggy door. After shooting the wolf three times, she is shocked to find him transformed in to her husband and she’s certain she just killed him. Part 2… “Shit,” she repeated her earlier phrase [...]

Jimmy’s Dead

Jimmy’s Dead

In the back of the dimly lit pool hall the juke box was playing loudly.  Very loudly.  Playing to an empty space.  Playing to lost souls long since forgotten. Playing Smuggler’s Blues by Glenn Fry.  Appropriate, I thought, shoving hands into my trouser pockets and staring at the folded mass lying face down on the [...]

This Day!

This Day!

The blue and white movement Is paused. When the world Remains as the world is And everything that resides And dwells in the world Remains as the world has been transformed. In expectational And suspicious actions, The world remains as it should be. Everything and anything Pauses and actionless; The world. The going forth And [...]

Blackbeard Drank Cocoa

Blackbeard Drank Cocoa

Childhood Reflections To me, he stood six feet ten, fierce, unyielding. Curly, black hair and quasar blue eyes gave him the look of a modern day ‘Blackbeard’. In reality, he reached five feet, eleven inches, although I had the inflexible part right. I agree, at eight years old, certain things loom larger when laced with [...]