Art of the Diver

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I have 87 stories published in 4 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 86989 times and 7 of my stories have been cherry picked.
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Rob Welsh (Pearldiver)

Thank you for taking the time to read this cross section of works penned from a Kiwi's (New Zealander's) perspective way downunder. You are most welcome to visit anytime but remember to turn left at Australia. I hope you enjoy what you read both here & on the site overall. There are many fine writers & poets here as you will see... feel free to explore, there are pearls everywhere.

For me as a writer, I have always believed that each of us have a series of paths to walk within our respective lifetimes in our quest to become complete or proficient at what we do. To avoid some of the pain, perhaps having the correct footwear for the terrain, is equally as important as developing our ability to read & understand the relevance of each path we walk.

As a child, I was the son of an island lighthouse keeper sharing some of my earliest paths with a very wise golliwog, one who taught me that if one can believe, one can achieve whatever one chooses to. Together we believed that if we stood very still watching the ocean for as long as it takes, we could possibly discover all the secrets of the world that lay beyond the horizon. We found that every day the world around us changed & that horizon gradually gave up its secrets.

So many years later & without the company of my woolen mentor, (sadly devoured in the frenzy of a shark attack), I have found that it's words that really have the secret power of bringing every horizon into view, thus into the realm of greater understanding of who we are in relation to our universe. I'm pretty sure I learned that from my woolen mentor the day he first spoke back to me. Oh sure, that was a momentous occasion for both of us, though sadly I didn't understand what he yelled out as he was snatched from my grip by a shark, never again to be seen. Hold on tight to the things you love & enjoy what you read or learn in life always believing or aware, that it may well bring whatever lies beyond your horizon into view.

My stories

'Spirits of the Soul'

There are those who feel that progress is always achieved, when the development of 'empty' land is considered to be the most logical option, in...

‘The Damage We Do’

Life is too short to waste, especially when comes to feeling ill will, or harboring some hollow, emotive resentment towards someone once loved...

‘Coming Home’

‘Coming Home’ Ah stream, you’ve changed and yet remained determined to meet your sea, prismed ripples thrown Constant chatter to each stone you hurry...
Gold cherry

'Brave'

This piece was written as a tribute to our World War 1 forefathers on both sides of the tragic madness referred to as ‘The Great War.’ 100 years have...

‘What Say You?’

When people refer to 'Climate Change' as being one of the most important issues facing our world today, I wonder why we are led to believe that it...

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16 of my comments have received 15 Great Feedback votes

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Nice work... I also

Posted on Wed, 27 May 2015

Nice work... I also personally relate to this great magpie spirit that seems to draw me towards washed stones, shells and unusual pieces of driftwood. Perhaps we are finding beauty within ourselves with each unique treasure discovered, maybe that...

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Posted in Pockets full of pebbles

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Moya read the poem 'I Loved"

Posted on Wed, 23 Oct 2013

Moya read the poem 'I Loved" written by Amercan poet Alan Seegar in 1915 if you get the chance. He was another great like Owen who was killed knowing how futile and cruelly played the war was.  In my opinion poet Charles Sorley was as loud as...

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Posted in 'There is No Perfect Bullet'

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