A wizard sits in his tower tall And descries the world through a crystal ball, Across the lands he bends his gaze Observing men and all their ways. He sees a dragon leap on high

Culinary adventures in Hamburg (Apologies for my German)

These Haikus are personal comments about a detective novel I once wrote. Don't worry if you don't get it. I didn't either.

Children radio story competition entry I wanted to illustrate the way young children tend to take figures of speech in their literal sense with sometimes comical, sometimes tragic consequences!

Children's Radio Prize Entry

In a sense, we only know people by what and how they are to us, and to me: my Grandma Dorothy was kind, civilized, and compassionate She took her tea often on a tiny cup

I blue rain spilling black forest rejoicing green canopy sparkling red heart singing the goddess's praises and weeping white tears on the grey ground the sounds of day

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