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THE SOULFUL SORCERER

Can we achieve a miracle? Or is it just fantasy.

Guy

In a black and white photo you hold my hand in another cradle me gently a sensitive lad

Ya dancer ..

Twinkle toes ..

Hounded

Hounded

Larry and Mick and the Palace of Pain

"Ow!" said Larry, as he tripped over a paving slab just outside the main gate.

Threats

Threats… Handle threats may set our forces. Acts reacted may dare to all. Rules that strike are evil causes. Keep our Taiwan not to loss. Tricks as wars are cruel games.

Threats

Threats… Handle threats may set our forces. Acts reacted may dare to all. Rules that strike are evil causes. Keep our Taiwan not to loss. Tricks as wars are cruel games.

Cinquain, ABCB Poem, Two-Stanza Poem:AABB, Haiku

Cinquain In the Meadows Canna lilies Exquisite, intriguing Amazing, surprising, stunning Cannas have vivid colors. Flowers Poem: ABCB Poem Look at the Leaves

Question Poem, Adjective/Emotion Poem, Metaphor Poem

Question Poem Rainbows Rainbows, You are an awesome sight. Why do you stay hidden in the rain? If I were you, I would flash across the sky. Adjective/Emotion Poem Freshness

Biography poem, 5 W's Poem, Line Poem

Sequoia Dendron Humongous, ancient, scarce and coppery-brown Son of Cupressaceae Lover of sunshine, aqua and breezes

the unaccountable

have a special friend--- a third party between themselves & any conversation or action, who resides in the sky. have a special friend--- who they can read about in

when a “prophet” dies

when a “prophet” dies, finally having been spit out of a population that seems to grind their teeth chattering chattering chattering, when they don’t have someone to follow,

manufacturing a destructor

could it be that accompanying the biggest heart is the largest pool of seething rage (and that they cannot be separated---that because one exists, the other has been formed)---

the drum beat.

the police are gunning.

Sunrise

And I woke to sunlight streaming through the windows and the glowing glory of my forgotten crown of amniotic gold. I met the light with a greeting, a faithful hello, I’ve missed you.

CLARA

How do you see yourself? Are you happy with who you are? This is the story of a little pig who went in search of her dreams and her identity and ended up on a great adventure to self.

UNLIKELY YET SO LOVELY

finding the one

The Clockwork Steed (Part Two)

“'Tis a winged steel hoss, harridan,” he replied, “a beautiful Clockwork Steed, your eyes should tell you that."

The Clockwork Steed (Part One)

Bucephalus's gas piston driven steel hooves beat out a steady, relentless rhythm as she crossed the rough, rubble strewn wasteland beyond the settlement.

The Space Between / Calm After The Storm

The waters continually rise to meet the thunder, demanding it cease, before being thrown back onto the rocks

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