About Dreamcatcher

Biography

I came to the blue site and sister site in 2009. I was more active early on but got distracted by life in general. I am retired now and have more time on my hands so it is my intention to energize my mojo and try writing again.

I have a short but amazing list of friends and I am grateful for their kindness to an old man. Hopefully, they won't mind me stalking them now and then for ideas.

Name:
Larry
Sex:
Male 
Age:
70
Sign:
Cancer
Relationship Status:
Married
Location:
Only my friends know..., California, United States
Local Time:
22 Apr 2019 21:41
Interests:
Ghost hunting.. Bigfoot hunting.. Paranormal/Cryptid events.. Poker.. Antiques.. Golf..
Favorite Books:
Highlites with my grandson..
Favorite Authors:
Stories Space authors
Favorite Movies:
Picnic.. Good, Bad, the Ugly.. The Rock.. The Last Samurai.. Black Rain.. Shane...
Favourite TV Shows:
Major Crimes.. NCIS.. Elementary.. Grimm.. Oak Island Mystery.. Search for Bigfoot.. Ghost Hunters.. Ghost Adventures.. Walking Dead.. Ray Donovan.. Animal Kingdom...
Favorite Music:
Classic oldies.. 50's-60's-70's..
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15 Mar 2011
Last Visit:
22 Apr 2019
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Stories:
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Topic: Updating badges to reflect reality
Posted: 18 Apr 2019 13:08

Congratulations. That is quite an achievement. Well done, Anna.

Topic: Weird, neverending crossword thingy.
Posted: 07 Apr 2019 11:44

Nailed it Maggie.

APPLE.

Next clue: six letters - bane of busboys

Tables ?

Knives ?

Diners ?

Busses ? j/k on that one


OK. The answer is: DISHES


Next clue: 7 letters can go fast forward and read backward (tricky one)

Topic: Gift or Take Something from the Person above based on their Avatar
Posted: 06 Apr 2019 12:48

I gift Anna a jar of Butt Blister Ease for those long dragon rides...

Topic: Weird, neverending crossword thingy.
Posted: 05 Apr 2019 12:40

nice Larry

BLIGHT

Next Clue : 5 letter word - DEATH

Wrong. Try again.

Topic: Weird, neverending crossword thingy.
Posted: 04 Apr 2019 10:59

Nailed it Maggie.

APPLE.

Next clue: six letters - bane of busboys

Topic: Unfortunately/Fortunately
Posted: 26 Mar 2019 10:19

Fortunately, Vee brought her deep purple silver-trimmed 20-amp battery operated hair dryer with 6 temp settings and 3 airflow nozzles.

Topic: Vintage Movie Poster from the Year You Were Born
Posted: 24 Mar 2019 12:49

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Topic: On This Day In History...
Posted: 24 Mar 2019 12:45

March 24, 2019


Chief Crazy Horse killed.

Oglala Sioux chief Crazy Horse is fatally bayoneted by a U.S. soldier after resisting confinement in a guardhouse at Fort Robinson, Nebraska. A year earlier, Crazy Horse was among the Sioux leaders who defeated George Armstrong Custer’s Seventh Cavalry at the Battle of Little Bighorn in Montana Territory. The battle, in which 265 members of the Seventh Cavalry, including Custer, were killed, was the worst defeat of the U.S. Army in its long history of warfare with the Native Americans.

After the victory at Little Bighorn, U.S. Army forces led by Colonel Nelson Miles pursued Crazy Horse and his followers. His tribe suffered from cold and starvation, and on May 6, 1877, Crazy Horse surrendered to General George Crook at the Red Cloud Indian Agency in Nebraska. He was sent to Fort Robinson, where he was killed in a scuffle with soldiers who were trying to imprison him in a cell.


*History.com

Topic: Vintage Movie Poster from the Year You Were Born
Posted: 14 Mar 2019 14:34

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Topic: Did you know?
Posted: 14 Mar 2019 14:31

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Portal

I hate this kinda crap. There’s nothing worse than when someone you care for dies and everyone stands around crying and the over-hyped lamentations begin. Somehow, whatever faults and shortcomings they had have now been replaced by qualities of sainthood. I always try to stand at the back at these sort of things. Rolling my eyes is a private thing and rightly so. I’m not a complete jerk....

Added 12 Mar 2019 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 419 | 4 Comments

Target

Red Dot. Always a red dot. Fortunes crossed by the fate of a given moment. There was no escape for either of them. Both had a job to do, But only one would pull the trigger....

Added 11 Mar 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 381 | 5 Comments

Metaphor

It wasn’t that long ago A few years or so When mane of hair was thick and long And sparrows bowed to the peacock’s song.   The years slipped by but not the reign Skills and endowments still remain Impetuous youth replaced by grace No longer willing to run the race.   A mislead journey from here to there There turned out to be anywhere Leading the way with each tread All the...

Added 10 Mar 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 321 | 3 Comments

Recommended Read Primeval

Relentless. The undergrowth of beginning. The endless overgrowth without a finale. Twining and vining imperceptively, Yet, interlocking in a stranglehold for life. Creating its own atmosphere in a limitless terrarium. Providing sustenance while feeding upon itself. Nature in consort with planetary purpose. Adapting to each assault. Flexing but not breaking. Surviving even...

Added 02 Mar 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 172 | 8 Comments

Challenge - Linda Ronstadt - Dreamcatcher

As I leaned back against the bar, the crowd hushed as she walked out into the light. Finally, she spoke. “Hi. I’m Linda Ronstadt.” The crowd stood and applauded. Her smile glowing as she gazed back into the audience. Then, they sat down, leaving only me standing in the back of the room. For only the briefest moment, our eyes caught and held. It was all I needed. I turned and walked to...

Added 27 Jan 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 15 | Avg Score 5 | Views 477 | 12 Comments

How Deep Is Lonely

Do ghosts feel lonely? Everybody knows by now that all of the Toys R Us outlets have been closed. The Toys R Us in Sunnyvale, CA was and still is haunted. The occurrences in this outlet have been well documented and even had a live TV ghost hunt for the nation to watch. Amazingly, the cameras actually filmed a shadow of a man leaning against the shelves watching the ghost hunters do...

Added 16 Jan 2019 | Category Musings | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 332 | 8 Comments

Marker

My life began in decades passed Nearly seven if I’m not mistaken My head was bowed and my eyes downcast My future I thought forsaken   My crying eyes ran out of tears Fists clenched in open defiance No longer would I be controlled by my fears It was up to my own self-reliance   Changes made came without tribute Nor did I lay claim to rewards As years flew by I became more astute...

Added 01 Jan 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 298 | 6 Comments

Day After

Christmas is over Hip-hip-hooray! Now burn down the tree Put the wrappings away!   Now everyone get outta my home You ate all my food and drank all my booze I try and be nice, it’s not easy for me And now I’m a bomb with a very short fuse   The house is a mess with scraps all over The same ol’ tie and the same ol’ cologne We could skip this day if it was up to me Now it’s time...

Added 26 Dec 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 316 | 10 Comments

Writer's Lament

I’ve been read, once or twice. A few more times would be quite nice. How dare my work go ignored. Or even hinted that you were bored.   My poems reek of reason and rhyme To not read them is just a crime. Tap, tap, tap, I type my words of wit. All for naught, because no one reads it.   Stories abound inside my head, But they just lay there stone cold dead. I give them life and...

Added 20 Dec 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 318 | 8 Comments

So You Wanna Be A Writer

Inspired by Rebellious_Soul...  Rebs   We live in an era of over-abundance right now. Too much of everything. It’s a candy store with endless glass counters filled with chocolates and caramels and sugary what-nots. We don’t even have to take a number. Just walk in and help ourselves. The internet has laid the entire world at our feet. I can be in India or Kenya or the Philippines in a...

Added 14 Dec 2018 | Category Musings | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 295 | 5 Comments

Stories Coauthored By Dreamcatcher

The Flower And The Bee

Come with me, my love. Your flower awaits. Let's wander In the anther and frolic In the sea of pollen. The time is fertile To taste the nectar Where the bees Collect the pollen Savoring the nectar That becomes the honey Stored in the honeycomb of the heart For the cold winds of winter....

Added 02 Mar 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 164 | 6 Comments

Prayer For The Dead

Forgive me, Obituarius, Oh, dark knight. With pen in hand of ignominy In my garret, Sacrosanct sans scrote. A darkness at the end of my inkwell Scripts a nebulous gauzy world of ghost Amidst quotes from the vicar of the undead. The mind of nomads with Byzantine wings Leave footprints in the sand As cold winds blow across Medina, With pen in hand of ignominy.      ...

Added 22 Dec 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 312 | 5 Comments

I, Vampire

Up the lattice and down the stairs my Scarlet awaits midnight kisses, as she sleeps beneath satin sheets, until waking to an eternal dusk.   I Vampire, Lord willing me my thirst, in shadow of the pale moonlight as an ensemble of cellos bow, strings of resin snow.   Touching your warm breasts with my lips of cold magenta, a frozen December, my love, as your eyes fear not me.   Come fly with...

Added 09 Dec 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 264 | 7 Comments

Time

I wake I walk I dream I hurt I eat Alone. Friends talk. Watching my shuffle. Counting the days, Till my fog lifts. Heart bleeds anew. As I shuffle alone. I wake. I eat. Still alone.    ...

Added 22 Jan 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 326 | 8 Comments

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