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Sounds of Light and Fury: June 2011
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A blog for poetry, prose, and pop culture. Friday, June 17, 2011. Poety: The Heart of Me. Anyway, as I was looking through Tara's book, Lost Constellations, she did a series of paintings with a woman who had a heart shaped hole in her chest. Those pieces, so sad and fierce, inspired me to write this poem. Hope you like it. The Heart of Me. I tried to feel my heart,. But felt an empty beat. Didn't even feel the pain,. To numb for the defeat. No prison held it hostage,. Not a cage of iron bar,. Anyway, enj...
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Sounds of Light and Fury: Flash Fiction: The Sea
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A blog for poetry, prose, and pop culture. Saturday, April 27, 2013. Flash Fiction: The Sea. He sat unmoving, numbness slipping into his limbs as the tell tale red trim of the sun approached to the west. The tide had begun to reduce, retreating into the cold green spray of the sea. He sat waiting, wondering if the dawn held the answers that the night had kept from him. Wondering if the beginning of today could be worse than the end of yesterday. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Sounds of Light and Fury: March 2013
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A blog for poetry, prose, and pop culture. Sunday, March 24, 2013. Poetry: Still and Stark. I've really been feeling some poetry lately so wanted to try my hand at crafting another poem. This is based on an image I saw on TV about a old man looking at himself in the mirror. The subject matter was completely different than the topic of the poem, but I like how easy this was to write. Maybe a total of 30 minutes all together? It just came really easy. Softly lit under light bulbs glow,. He drew his horse u...
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Sounds of Light and Fury: Flash Fiction: Under a Dead Sun: Past Sins
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A blog for poetry, prose, and pop culture. Saturday, March 23, 2013. Flash Fiction: Under a Dead Sun: Past Sins. He drew his horse up and looked at the woman. She was shapely, almost poured into the tight leather chaps and shirt she was wearing, but looked comfortable with the feel of the pistol in her hand. She kept the gun pointed at him but he reined the horse about, putting his back to her, unconcerned. Morgan looked back as she was pulling out an old man from the stage's cab. He could see the ma...
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Sounds of Light and Fury: Poetry: Still and Stark
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A blog for poetry, prose, and pop culture. Sunday, March 24, 2013. Poetry: Still and Stark. I've really been feeling some poetry lately so wanted to try my hand at crafting another poem. This is based on an image I saw on TV about a old man looking at himself in the mirror. The subject matter was completely different than the topic of the poem, but I like how easy this was to write. Maybe a total of 30 minutes all together? It just came really easy. Softly lit under light bulbs glow,. And a good section ...
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Sounds of Light and Fury: December 2011
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A blog for poetry, prose, and pop culture. Friday, December 30, 2011. Poetry: After the Yule. The Holiday has come to close,. And the Christmas spirit is now repose. For the weathers turned a cold, bleary bleat,. As the warmth of the season has grown complete. Lights once bright have turned to dim,. The halls once decked have lost their trim. Trees so green with ornaments bright,. Now lay in the street, a decay of blight. And the sense of charity, once so profound,. Has lapsed again, to hibernate unfound.
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Sounds of Light and Fury: September 2012
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A blog for poetry, prose, and pop culture. Monday, September 17, 2012. Flash Fiction: Under a Dead Sun: Past Sins. Eva's eyes went wet, and she felt a lump in her throat. She never really liked or respected the damn fool, it was only now, only at the end, that she realized why her father had kept him around all these years. He really did love her. '. Thomas rolled over and pulled out his gun. The herd had drew in close, mere paces away from them now. Under a Dead Sun-Past Sins. Under a Dead Sun-Past Sins.
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Sounds of Light and Fury: May 2012
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A blog for poetry, prose, and pop culture. Thursday, May 31, 2012. Flash Fiction: Under a Dead Sun: Past Sins. It's not just those god damn monsters out there. Regular folk are just as bad as they are.". He closed his eyes, trying to force down the images that ran through his mind. The things he'd seen the last time he'd worn this uniform. The things he'd seen since he'd taken it off. Damn right regular folks were just as bad. He'd proven that time and time again on his own. Under a Dead Sun-Past Sins.
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Sounds of Light and Fury: March 2011
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A blog for poetry, prose, and pop culture. Wednesday, March 16, 2011. Poetry: I Saw Her Standing There. I like how easy it was to write this poem, it took maybe 20 0r 30 minutes, it was very fast. The rhymes seem to come very readily. Enjoy the post and again, thanks for reading. I Saw Her Standing There. I saw her standing there,. Staring out into the rising sun,. Tears long dried upon her face,. And wondered what she'd done. She seemed so sad and all alone,. Imprisoned in her brittle shell,. Before her...
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Sounds of Light and Fury: Flash Fiction: Under a Dead Sun:Past Sins
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A blog for poetry, prose, and pop culture. Monday, March 18, 2013. Flash Fiction: Under a Dead Sun:Past Sins. Ally's scream echoed in the small hotel lobby. It was him, the man who had taken everything from her. Her family, her life.gone. His blond hair and oily smile were locked into her brain, no amount of undead or death would scrub that image from her memory. She saw the strangers eyes light up when he saw her and he held his arms wide open in greeting. Van Cleft, get their guns.". Put the Padre here...
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