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Topic: I am
Posted: 14 Jan 2017 21:13

I am missing someone

Topic: Say something nice about yourself
Posted: 14 Jan 2017 21:13

I write decently

Topic: Make a new friend, with the avatar above you
Posted: 14 Jan 2017 21:08

Hi nice to meet you TooShy678

Topic: Would You Like to Carry on an Intelligent Conversation with the Poster Above You?
Posted: 12 Oct 2016 20:13

yes with Nymph anytime

Topic: Would You Like to Carry on an Intelligent Conversation with the Poster Above You?
Posted: 12 Oct 2016 18:28

yes anytime with Rose

Topic: Would You Like to Carry on an Intelligent Conversation with the Poster Above You?
Posted: 05 Oct 2016 18:56

yes anytime and hi Rose

Topic: Would You Like to Carry on an Intelligent Conversation with the Poster Above You?
Posted: 01 Jun 2016 19:30

Yes have and will do again

Topic: How many of you still write letters?
Posted: 14 Apr 2016 20:04

Still write them and enjoy the feeling of getting one and kinda special as you know was written by a person who made time to do this

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Stories Published By Shotgun011 All Stories »

Embrace

All our eyes have seen all that lives and breathes along with each beloved face written in the stars, and now we should let the day just begin. With all coming face to face as distant thunder can be heard rolling out on the horizon, as we sit here as travelers out on this open road looking for that place where sorrow dies. It’s for myself and for my friends that my stories are spun with...

Added 06 Jul 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 2 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 75

Exoergic

There seems to be something in the air, with most knowing it’s right and the lamp is burning low with the air being silent in the darkness held at bay by the lamp’s feeble light on this winter night. Been told I would feel nothing and I wonder how these cuts will heal and if they will leave more scars of where I have been that the sun’s dark light won’t ever heal? I know there is a light...

Added 19 Jun 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 94 | 3 Comments

Seven Types of Thunder

Seems I was born in a thunderstorm and been where the demons go, having found solace in that one inch no one can touch deep in my mind where the winds never blow. I am still breathing, and have survived all that has been thrown at me in this Bittersweet Symphony, or Vale of Tears known as life after having made every mistake imaginable. No one should kid themselves for we are all on our own...

Added 05 Jun 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 144 | 1 Comment

Passchendaele

Still I go walkin’ after midnight and go walkin’ for miles after the guns have gone silent, and after most of the wounds have healed. Tryin’ to recall those words I could never say when that long dark night had finally passed as they seemed to become some more of those things on my chest that needed to be one day confessed as I tried to reach out and touch faith while feeling alone, and...

Added 31 May 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 107

Alberta Clipper 3: Fifteen Minute Flame(s)

Standing here taking in all of what was seen, and wondering if I act accordingly will each minute count for something in all eternity? With conviction seeming to be following all the accusations made, and the crimes and misdemeanors are all clearly undefined with them still giving away time to be served of some kind. While all look around for their possibilities down by the riverside, as...

Added 28 May 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 118

Queen Creek

Wondering if I have a choice if I stand my ground and if my voice will be heard? Holding on to the lessons hard fought and won in the past, with only you and I standing together in the city streets where the heat can be felt. Wondering at times who is the one clever and wise, and which one is the one telling all the lies? While sometimes it never stops raining and there are times when I...

Added 13 May 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 174

Rolling Thunder Blues

Sooner or later the time and the day will come that we can’t hide anymore from those things we have done, and sometimes lost is the best place to be and if they think you have no direction doesn’t mean you don’t have one. There also times when we have to leave some behind so that we can continue on, and I wonder at times if God in his wisdom will ever forgive us for those sins we have that...

Added 03 May 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 139 | 1 Comment

We Danced

"Don’t look back," she said, and both of us were victims of the night, and we were also it seemed to be each other’s form of physical kryptonite, and somehow, I knew we were bound to be together. She also said to keep your eyes on mine as we took the floor in the fading dark light of the setting sun. It felt like thunder and the sound of heavy guns in my chest when she looked at me, and in...

Added 12 Apr 2017 | Category Romance | Votes 6 | Avg Score 4.83 | Views 177 | 4 Comments

Alberta Clipper 2: We Are All Flawed

I am not who most think I am and I am not a traitor to those and those things I believe in, and I know there are worse things than death and carry my mistakes as I try to hide all of my regrets. I have dropped my guard rarely, and it is time to make peace with that one essential truth feeling now a days as if I am on the run. These might be the thoughts you and I both have that may be...

Added 11 Apr 2017 | Category Memoirs | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 120 | 1 Comment

Alberta Clipper 1: Down The Highway

The streets are getting’ empty, and I’m keeping a low profile as I head on down the line, out here on the fringes of the night as the last midnight train pulls out and won’t be back. Finding myself thinking of when I was in that North Country where the lakes and streams ran so free, and of those few friends I have had that were like good old bricks and stood the kicks, and never...

Added 06 Apr 2017 | Category Memoirs | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 117

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