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Fire in the Well
The rivers that surround us are overflowing, some folks are praying for the rain to stop. I’m just walking in circles trying to catch even one raindrop…
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Pink and Other shades of Love
A Shadow of two people dancing as a crooner sings a song professing his love for his lady. They are slow dancing on a roof somewhere and the shadow is being cast by a full moon over New York City. The crooner is coming out of a small radio and the couple are each from…
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Time and Pride
Time was on our side back then, the world seemed to spin slower, the sun shone brighter, the moon was always full. The rain only fell and nourished the land while we slept. The grass and flowers were deep, dark and passionate. The smiles, kisses and embraces were always in bloom. The music played clearly,…
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Purity in Emotion
Childhood…the wonder years…purity in emotion, purity in exuberance and purity in intention…
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Stuff that Makes up a Life
Love doesn’t become expendable when we meet someone better looking, smarter or more fun. At least it shouldn’t. Only people who are lost themselves will fall to the “grass is greener” ideology perpetuated by this disposable society.
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Whispers in Whispers
Walking across the wooden bridge it moans with each step as the beanstalk lady comes racing by in her never-ending quest of running… to where? From whom?
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“OWNED NO MORE, THE LIFE OF A SALESMAN”
by Freddy S. Zalta Now Available on Amazon (available for Kindle and Paperback) Now available for purchase! All his life Freddy Goodwell has been selling himself or other accessories. No salesman makes all the sales – he has had success selling to some people and has not even made a dent with others, all part…
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Where is the Song? and some other snippets
What is the melody, where is the song? Searching through the jukebox, searching through this collection of records… Was the song simply another stolen memory? Poetic metaphors about confusion and love abound…simply hidden confessions… Empty roads, trains running across bridges and the lucky old sun. Couples walking and slowly diverging into separate paths… One leading…
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A Bedtime Story (Full version)
Self awareness and a feeling of recognition that she had withstood this past winter and the ones that had visited her each season year after year, instilled in her a strong sense of pride and gratitude. She was strong. She could do anything, be anything and most important she could be her true self… Whoever…
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Answers are not always the Answer
Promised happy endings with palaces and dancing to the classical music played by an orchestra. Orchestrated by the authors who plant the seeds of impossible realities in a world where dreams rarely are born as once imagined.
