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I have 15 stories published in 2 collections on the site.
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John D Bolton

My stories

The Butterfly at Mass

Through sunlight shining on sculptured stone fragilely it flew. Whisper of fading life fluttering erratically to rest in feeble flight caressed by light unknowing known.

on the primal shore

God spoke Let there be... and cataclysmic forces collided amongst the spheres of heaven anxious to fulfil the creative urge. What days dawned then, when the lusty lungs

Lazarus Come Out

Dead sins weight rolled by hardened hearts before the narrow gate no entry in and no release Dread darkness of fears corrupting Stench rising from mortal decay bound by winding cloths

Church Redundant

Stone-frozen angels mutely trumpeting The forgotten glories of a world of faith. Faint marks of once bright colouring Silent witnesses still adorning Near empty relic of a simpler trust.

O Salutaris Hostia..

Pale stone in honey hues, Traceried fingers Steepling sacred space; Still and silent Waiting in incensed adoration. Flames of Fire? Mighty Winds? Or humbled hearts In Love's ante-chamber

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