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Blood on the Sand

He stalks into the arena, head held erect and proud, with sweeping bow and swirling cape acknowledging the crowd. His suit of lights sparkles, twinkling stars in a midnight sky; though threadbare it may be in spots, still it dazzles the eye. As though conjured, the bull appears; a nightmare in a dream. His nostrils […]

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Reflections

Wind drives rain against my window and causes the Internet to play peekaboo with my satellite dish; it’s another stormy day. I am almost lulled to sleep by the pattering of the raindrops, my thoughts becoming foggier, when the rainfall abruptly stops. I rouse myself and see the glow, bright sunshine is already beaming. I […]

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A Breath in Time

sometimes a quiet pausing stillness in the rush of days moments of reflection a whispering of breezes thoughts relaxed to the past old trees and a young boy a world that seemed forever inquiring call of a quail suppertime call of mom

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Blinker

One little vertical line there on my monitor screen, so simple it is in function yet so much can it mean. When I am writing it will show me how far I have got; but when I am struggling it shows me how far I have not. It leads the way in periods of great […]

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Ah, Youth

A family trip in a year gone by, driving to Florida with a young child, four years old, headed for five. A stop en route, along the Gulf of Mexico, some time to rest and stretch, and see the sea for the first time. An empty stretch of sandy shore, the mother, father, and child, […]

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The Pirate Andrews

Prologue Know you now, oh mightiest liege who brings me here today; I’ll spin for you a brand new tale before I’m sent away. But I have a story to tell, if it shall please your grace; narrative of a different time and of a far-off place. This came to me some time ago, I […]

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Avian Conversation

Two robins perched in an old oak; one born last year, one much older. “Is it like this every spring? Is the air always fresh and clean at the beginning of each year?” “No young one, I have never seen anything like this in my days. This is something very new to me. Let us […]

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Internet Interrupted

Storm winds gusting, whipping, rain, lightning and thunder; my screen shows “The website cannot be reached.”

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Confident Castle

I organized a chess club and a team once upon a time in my college days. On occasional weekends we would go to team chess events, often quite a ways. On the team of four I was the first board, which meant I was the best player we had. Unfortunately, that was no great claim, […]

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Drum Solo

The television struggles vainly to be heard: we are maybe catching every other word. It’s drowned out by the intense thrumming of the rain on the roof, the walls, the door, and the windowpane. Each element contributes a different sound; we’re an audience with the drum kit all around.