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The Pretty Peacock Poet

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Poetry… The creation of godly words set fire in the soul of Christ, then branded on the soul of Man.

                          In a crack between past and present, sits a young man on the snow melt creek near a monastery in Tibet. He meditates the world of words that has passed him by. A monk from the monastery on his way to town notices the young man alone, notices that he cries. He goes over to him to see if he’s alright. 

Broken

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      Now all that was left was a broken plate. As I sat in bed, I recalled what had happened the night before. The look of hurt written all over her face when I yelled back at her for the first time. Why did I feel so bad inside just thinking about it all?

The Red Hand

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It was around four on a sunny afternoon on a Saturday that the whole thing happened. There were two friends that were playing video games,John and Natalie, and were spending the day together for the weekend at John's house. After a while they got bored of playing games. Natalie was on the phone texting with John next to her.

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SOMETHING LOST

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TOM LACASCIA
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   For most of our married life, my wife Ann and I lived in the New York City.  We dined out a lot and both liked Sunday brunch in Greenwich Village - especially buffet style brunches that threw in a few glasses of Champagne - okay, it wasn't Moet Chandon or Vive Cliquot, but it went well with the fresh strawberries, papaya, pineapple and Bing cherries that were set in beautiful array along with a dozen or so entrees on the buffet table.  

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NO GREATER LOVE

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While on our honey moon in Florida we visited Ponce de Leon's Fountain of Youth Archaeological Park.  After an exhausting but exciting tour, we rested on a park bench and sipped a cool drink.

Across from us sat a shabbily dressed middle aged gentleman, a dog rested its chin blissfully on his lap.  Next to their bench was a make-shift stand with small bottles of clear liquid. An attached sign read,   

 

WATER FROM THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH $.39

 

 QUANTITY LIMITED      

 

MONEY BACK GUARANTEE

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