Spring Narrative Poems

ANGEL OF DEATH 

The angel of death is he who haunts me in all my dreams.
He walks around the accursed of this dark castle.
Eyes are...

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Fiction by Charles
Just prior to the end of the civil war, there were nearly 6000 men who were not accounted for but assumed to be...

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I was dreading my return to work. There would be a multitude of questions
especially by that sod, Riley. He and I had never gotten along;...

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..But despite his words, Dylan had the skills,
made friends with the hands, kept up on his bills,
and his college learning helped with the books,
squeezed out...

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He shrugged and said,”If you’ve no home
I guess you could stay for a while.
But you will have to learn the traps,
and that means many cold...

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What Christmas Means To Me
By Ruby L. Perry/ rubylperry@gmail.com 
Christmas is a festival of Expressing the Gratitude of what God has brought to us through...

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Reporters swarmed, the rabid jackals,
around my house they made a big crowd,
even harassed my poor old mother
to the point she could barely go out.

I growled...

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I wait for my love
Looking at the building for the tenth time 
She sighs, then snicker to herself
In expectation of the million surprises  
life and...

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Revenge of the Leaves 

They all came together in one place 
Each with each and all with all 
They said their piece 
From early Spring...

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TURN THE PAGES OF YOUR HISTORY AND FIND THE PAGES OF YOUR SOUL 
THE ONES THAT CONTAIN THE MYSTERY OF YOUR BREATH'S INTAKE (B)
BEND WITH...

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Idyllic country setting, from somewhere in the past
   Imagine an expanse of rich green grass
Running up to a fence, fronting a proud red...

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Jackie Robinson and I go way way back
To the spring of nineteen forty-six
A Montreal ballpark on an April afternoon
The day the world was transfixed

The color...

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I decided to have an Andy Griffith moment with Tyler and Violet last night and brought them outside to check out the once every century...

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	For my eyes have seen a fair maiden.                 ...

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Chapter I

Part II: Power and emptynes


Mariah of Magdala!

Opulent woman yet juvenile 

Did your hood bestow you such affluence?

Look how youthful you are

Flawless beauty, Enchanting aroma...

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I circled around the park three times and continue journeying towards the west
On my first cycle I met a couple sitting on the corner watching...

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In the colorful region of America where I was born and raised, the colors           ...

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I got up this morning in a good mood 
searching for solitude in the distant skies
And watching the clouds rolling by
I stopped and listened to...

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(scoured from dregs of me muss held head)

I shore up a vignette to free 
my ("FAKE") grandfather Hymie,
whose scrunched countenanced 
evinced beetle that of browed...

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she tried her hand at gardening
but failed in the attempt
plants grew lush and green
but the flowers 
never bloomed

the years were hard and lean
but, there was...

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