I am aspiring to become established as a poet and a short story writer. I have written 100 books of poetry over the past several years and 17 novels: I have been submitting my work for the past two years. I am thrilled by acceptance. I am always looking for an audience. I have published 450 poems, 270 short stories, and 82 pieces of art in over 128 periodicals, books and anthologies. I have been published in The Storyteller, Ceremony, Write On!!! (Poetry Magazette), Freshly Baked Fiction and Necrology Shorts. Also I recently won the People’s Choice Award for poetry In The Storyteller for a poem titled Secret Sash. I have been accepted in England, Australia, Canada, Thailand and India. I love to write and offer an experience to the reader. I am a member of The American Poet’s Society as well as The Isles Poetry Association. I hope you enjoy my work. (My art is viewable at face book, email@example.com)
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Dampened in tomes of song
And Cheshire trust, the desolate strife of cadavers
In cool enclosures of verdant moss.
A chrysalis, a cocoon in butterfly
Assumptions and unrevealed assay.
The orphan adornments in screams of garden
Snow shine scenery and scarlet patent.
A piece of heaven and a dollop of demon passage,
A charcoal and soot umbra in Siberian ice.
Roaring thought and soils of cost,
A philosophy of vapor and due, a disheveled
Cur in devotions of choice,
Companion and direction.
The border of amusement
A mischief in running
Provided and uncovered by the fortune
Of bearing and boast,
A rare host, a thrill in skills of traveling devotion
And repealed boundless emotion, a referee in fees of fate and spirits
Late , born in berths of occasion and addition, in
The mournful conviction of love’s desolate
Abandon and passion’s swelling penance,
The useful rant and roar in searing tinder
And special races of tender contrition, the intimate
Whisper in assay and allay, a developing sufferance
In slavering raves and wild wolf fascination.
Cultivated by the birth of quiet reserve and parallels in
Desire, in wont. A find in essential parapets of stone
And entrance to decline, an unencumbered
Momentum defined by the eyes of maiden fray
And flaw, by signatures in dust and selfless
Oblivion, initiated in castles and chateaus’, in cool
Crystal goblets framed by flags and brandy wine.
By the Birth of Roosters
Emerging in hesitant expectation of sunshine and dawn’s
Cool mist, guided by the birth of Roosters’ and babies
In real realms of consciousness and loving embrace,
By destiny and amber tuft, by the allowance of cries in nascent
Brilliance, the shape of betrothal unto the day, unto the will
Of laughter and barnyard bassinets‘.