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My stories

From Trafalgar to Fallujah

Share of your riches give others their place in the sun May all lands be peaceful let history teach of the gun for from Trafalgar to Fallujah, it's been a long trail of gore.

Far West Contemplations

Is it sometimes best to pass away young? ask the man in the iron lung Shall wealth be shared by the many or the best? ask the sage like a pauper dressed Is love embodied in a diamond ring?

to be or not to be

To be or not to be, forever, that is the question and this not an answer but a poetic suggestion when the road ahead seems mad, twisting, and dire and the dread arrows of fortune

Varied Haikus

Most ferocious are the rallies as Gasquett downs the long famed Roddick With her shapely hips, her pear breasts and carefree ways, Anna's desert rain With a smile and a

Hopeful Haikus

each swoosh and bang on the hoop awakens me more than morning coffee a bright and overcast day... a series of swooshes brings me well earned joy a tired, atheist monk...

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