The Old Ways
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Flash Fiction February Day 13 How To Reach Enlightenment From Dunhollow, drive east on highway 417 for seventy-three kilometres. Turn left onto McKenzie Rd, highway 48. In the town of Gorman’s Bay, watch for the detour. It will take you around a construction project before rejoining highway 48. Remain on 48 for another twenty-three kilometres.…
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The Maker Yusuf ran his eye over the piece of hickory held in the jaws of the vice before him seeking imperfections. The plane in his hands would’ve shamed a razor with its edge. He made a few slow, smooth passes along the wood and looked critically at it again. Master Marat had said many…
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Another literary world of which I am a fan is that created primarily by H.P. Lovecraft and a number of his contemporaries. Commonly known as the Cthulu Mythos, it began in 1919 and continues to be added to in literature and film to this day. Here is my offering to the Great Old Ones. Enjoy…
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Tonight’s poem is this year’s official entry where I speak to the poet in my head and say, “I’ve got nothin’. Go write it without me.” This is what happens when I let these things write themselves. Poem Write Thyself The elder Gods, the ancient ones, The ones we would deny. The elder Laws, the…
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For some time now, I have been having a hard time sleeping through the night. I fall asleep quickly enough, but often wake up a few hours later then struggle to get back to sleep. Last night’s three and a half hour nap provided the fodder for today’s offering. Ode to Pasithea Oh elusive fleeting…
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I love being in the woods. The sights, sounds and just the feeling I get there. For me, there are few things more relaxing. This poem is also about that. Come Home To The Wild A dappled light falls gently here, Amid the forest green. And there is peace here ‘neath the boughs, Such as…
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A little nod to my pagan friends. Enjoy! Elder Gods and Magic Folk Quite long ago, and longer still, Before the world we know. When mountains were the realm of Gods, The Underworld below. When fishermen threw back their best, To make the storm abate. And all knew there were magic folk, Both terrible and…
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