Best Short Story. Poems

I was wiping the dust off an old snow globe in the upstairs attic, when a mop of honey-blonde hair suddenly appeared through the wooden flooring.
     "I thought I'd find you here," said the voice, warm and feminine. It was a...

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Each year as Christmas rolls around, as I buckle under the pressure and stress of shopping for gifts for people that already  have everything, I find myself remembering that Christmas of 1954.

Dad had joined the army that year and we  moved from the...

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Variations on the Malay Pantun : The Old Man and the Short Story - VII-IX  Continued

  for Georges VOISSET, the "Master Keeper-Nurturer" of the Malay Pantun

Check out:  www.stateless.mysite.com/Pantouns-20-Aout-2017.pdf

(The pantun line varies between 8 and 12 syllables and is most commonly found in...

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Finally – it was Christmas Eve and we put the presents under the tree and hung our stockings at the foot of the bed.  In a few hours, those stockings would be filled with barley toys, ribbon candy and chocolates.  I could hardly...

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Variations on the Malay Pantun : The Old Man and the Short Story (Continued)

  for Georges VOISSET, the "Master Keeper-Nurturer" of the Malay Pantun

Check out:  www.stateless.mysite.com/Pantouns-20-Aout-2017.pdf

(The pantun line varies between 8 and 12 syllables and is most commonly found in the  anonymous...

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Variations on the Malay Pantun : The Old Man and the Short Story

  for Georges VOISSET, the "Master Keeper-Nurturer" of the Malay Pantun

Check out:  www.stateless.mysite.com/Pantouns-20-Aout-2017.pdf

(The pantun line varies between 8 and 12 syllables and is most commonly found in the  anonymous quatrain...

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"Remember when you were a careless eight-year-old kid riding a bike with your friends, racing each other around the neighborhood? Remember that feeling of absolute freedom as you felt the wind in your hair (if you have hair on your head) and the smile it...

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The first time I saw my father I was a year and 8 months old. He had returned home for a short respite  before shipping out to England to prepare for the invasion. It was the early spring of 1944.  World War II...

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I was a seventeen year old senior in a coed, catholic high school.  Our gym classes however were still all boys and all girls.  My senior year we had gym every other day and music every other day in the same time slot....

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GUNSHOT WOUND TO THE HEART 


From a two-room schoolhouse high on a hill over the Fundy Bay, I sat at an old wooden desk daydreaming. The ink stains and etchings which were dug deep into its surface had captured my imagination as they had so...

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I liken happiness as I would 
to my best friend and soul mate.  
When she leaves my life, 
she announces her departure loud & clear.
There is no mistake; she has gone away.   

But when she re-enters my life, she's silent.  
Like...

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~Peter Pan And Alice In Wonderland~
(Short story or Narrative style poem)



Did you find out what's wrong with Alice?

As a matter of fact, I just did last night, after everybody went to sleep.

So can you tell me, what's bothering her?

I don't like to see her so...

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It was a hot summer day.  Harry had stopped by Grandma's house and offered to take the two little girls down to the store and treat them to an ice-cream cone.  Grandma, thinking this was his way of making amends for the last...

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Remembering Old-Time Telephone Service 

By Elton Camp

Only a few decades ago, the wireless telephones that have become so much a part of our lives were inconceivable and remained so until the advent of Star Trek in the 1960s.  Seeing the crew of the Enteprise...

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I was running some errands and stopped into the little waterfront restaurant for a late lunch.  It was kind of that in-between lunch and dinner time hour, so the place was completely empty.

I ordered a bread bowl clam chowder at the counter and took...

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