Monthly Archives: July 2011

Gaucho (Undead) (Fragments)

The sun roams the sky, trailing sunbeams staining the hills in crimson and pink. A tilted sombrero shields a resting gaucho’s face, head resting on prone horse. Grey poncho idly ripples in the breeze, red dust scattered on fabric. The … Continue reading

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Surreal Things

The moonlight filters through the leaves and branches, the ground dotted with lunar shrouds. On the grass not covered in moonlight Nathan and his partner danced. Hoof in hand, they waltzed under the moons absent gaze, steps determined by the … Continue reading

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Poems (Desert and sand)

Skeletal horse searching for phantasm rider Spectral horse tracks flicker in sandstorm Rustle fox vanishes in crimson Horse authors a new book everyday in red sand Chicken wire fence foxes plaything Sandstorm rages catfish sleeps peacefully Crimson wind makes alterations … Continue reading

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Gaucho (Undead) (Prose 2)

Its been raining. The ground is weak. Maintaining footing is hard, land slipping and collapsing under force. 3 children from the villager have gone missing. Last seen on the village outskirts villagers fear the children have wandered into the hills … Continue reading

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Musings

This really isn’t anything. Just a few thoughts on my writing and what I can and can’t do. Or maybe it’s not what I can’t do but what I have immense trouble with. I really wish that I could write … Continue reading

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Gaucho (Undead) (Prose)

A villager is sick. His condition is deteriorating and adequate medical facilities are distant. Out in the street people look at each other with contorted faces and speak in hushed tones. They know it is coming. Night falls. The moon … Continue reading

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Dragons (Fragments and Poems)

His cave is littered with skeletons and the charred remnants of shields and swords. He never wanted it to go down this way though. He’s so lonely. He just wants to be friends with the villagers. But they always attack … Continue reading

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Horseman (Undead)

Death rattle skeletal rider heads for the village Wide brimmed sombrero disguises bony features (alabaster face) Ivory fingers itchy trigger action Drifting poncho flashes of hollow torso Skeleton horseman stalks the moon strewn highlands Death rattle reverberates through the hills … Continue reading

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Jumping Spider

In his idle moments he would look up at the sky. And in his contemplative moments he would look out over the creek. No matter how high he jumped he would always come clattering back down to earth. No matter … Continue reading

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Moth Forest

Moonlight bathes the trees, the forest flooded by a waxen river. The tree’s appear serene in the lunar glow, still in the absence of a night wind. As the moon reaches its highest point the weald begins to vibrate. It … Continue reading

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