The Seed (a poem from my book, Seasons Come, People Grow)

The seed of life, It shall never die, The seed of growth, To the heavens and skies, Firmly planted, Into the soft, moist soil, Strong and sturdy, All year round, It provides shade,
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A Quantum of Sonnet

Effort at a Sonnet...
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Get Into The Light: Chapter Fifteen- A Semblance of Normality or How Chevy Chase Saved My Brain

Slowly Lola's on the mend. And believe it or not, her music career is finally paying off!
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Linger On, Summer Days

My exercise was to freewrite to accompany a set of images I had photographed and arranged in a storyline at http://www.blurb.com/mobile/show/026d6b630

Harvard 1

Trisha Trousseau arrived at Harvard University in the Fall of 2011. She wore sunglasses and kept away from most students. Her new name was Rachel Eckermann.
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the angel anarchica

as black stars align she ascends from the cold war ether on riot wings into a decadent age prepared for her like a five-star table complete with swan napkin and free speech salad fork

4 Pigs

oink oink oink oink

Birdman

My next door neighbour thinks he's a duck He clutters and quacks all day long I think he's daft and silly as bottoms But this is better than when he was a swan

Flash Farto & the Time Sausage

An already tired series sinks deeper into the depths

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