About Adagio


Just a guy who enjoys life and good people. Writing has given me an outlet to express myself. Born in the deep south. That is where my roots are and I have a fondness for books.

I own a small bookshop with a coffee shop. And I enjoy collaborations and discussing ideas. At times I tread the dark side.

I spent twelve years in the USMC. Also at one time owned a chain of video shops. I sold them all before the roof caved in.

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04 Apr 2020 01:48
Books, NCAA basketball
Favorite Books:
Treasure Island
Favorite Authors:
Too many to list.
Favorite Movies:
The John Adams series.
Favourite TV Shows:
Mostly news-oriented
Favorite Music:
Progressive jazz and raw blues.


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05 Dec 2018
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Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 30 Mar 2020 12:03

The world as we knew it has now changed. I can feel it in the air, from inside my home. Stay safe.

Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 20 Mar 2020 10:25

I closed my bookshop until the first week in April. Please stay avoid crowds, by staying inside.

Topic: Ban the user above!
Posted: 25 Feb 2020 13:30

Ban her if she gets cataracts.

Topic: Looking for a proofreader
Posted: 30 Dec 2019 08:40

Thanks Survivor, I understand.
I am sorry for that, because I genuinely love both to read and write. Most sites allow publishing with just a check if the story meet the rules, if any. I know here and the red site value proper English so I was looking forward to be able to publish here and see how my mistakes can be corrected. I understand that it can be considered a job, and I'm not looking to hire an editor. I write a lot because I can leave my fantasy free. I mostly write for my own pleasure, but hoped I could share some of the stories here.
I'll try to find someone somewhere else who can be willing to proofread, otherwise I'll keep writing for myself. Even if 'sloppy' sites I could probably publish the stories, I'm just not comfortable enough with publishing something that may not be written properly.

How many "words" are you talking about?

Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 17 Nov 2019 10:34

I wish more people would come to SS. It's disheartens me to see so few writers and readers.

Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 02 Nov 2019 10:30

Its afternoon and I took a day off from my shop. Probably spend the afternoon watching football.

Topic: What's in your mug?
Posted: 09 Sep 2019 08:40

Big Red

Topic: World Around You in two words
Posted: 26 Aug 2019 09:58

very humid

Topic: Drop Letter - Add Letter
Posted: 16 Aug 2019 11:56


Topic: What music are you listening to?
Posted: 16 Aug 2019 11:48

The Modern Jazz Quartet, (MJQ).

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With an echo of silence as I scribble as dark watches over my shoulder in condensation of cold breath   but meaning no ill will for death is awaiting until I PS with one last shiver in the windowpane  as my widow awaits my melting wax sealing my of old rhymes and times that bound us together for fifty years...

Added 02 Apr 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 35


In dark's anonymity of ghosts wading in shallow minds of fools at large living in inkwells of a black heart in their sanctimonious words for they have never seen a butterfly with wings of magenta and blue smile as it dances on a petal of Chrysanthemum Anastasia in love's Phantasia  ...

Added 15 Mar 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 62 | 1 Comment

Lovely Crocus

Lovely Crocus, sweet spider of the night feeling webs beneath my feet beneath the lavender purple sky as a widow lingers With the dew distilled to brandy as the winds sing you a song   I feel eight legs walk the spine of my omens While Autumn blows your hair and the Lord whispers, Hosea the widow makes its nest fornicate and digest Now cocooned for lust in the widow's lair ...

Added 11 Mar 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 63

Masque Of Sorrows

In lost sunrise laying in the dark, broken bones beneath stones, as I whisper to you above, while you sleep. Come to me at dusk, in your veil of negligee, sweet rose of lament, and I will kiss you deeply. From the masque of sorrows, caressing you, tongue in cheek, as your thighs fold over my back, like a moth to the flames. As I whisper to you above, a sonnet for your ears, while you...

Added 09 Mar 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 54

Don't Go Irony On Me

Don't go irony on me, it's only dark, and make-believe, who lives by tea, for I am but a humble poet. Spoiled by love and ghosts, who spool my thoughts,    of ravens near the sea. With green eyes of azure, and warbles of the heart, of lusting petticoats. In the twilight of dusk, feeling you near, don't go irony on me, it's only dark....

Added 06 Mar 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 74 | 1 Comment

Worth His Salt

Sleepless nights of sins, angels fanning winds, as I lay awake with shadows in dreams, perhaps in the bowels of hell, I dwell, whispering, dark rivers of my heart. In narrows of my mind, running through veins, of a chatoyant moon, lusting for green eyes, without shame into the despair of vassals, Tragedy her name, deep as the oceans. With passions risings in the ink of my well, Tragedy...

Added 05 Mar 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 70

Lips Of Red Decor

In the darkness of my mind's infidelity like a spiraling staircase to ghosts with dreams, I arrange with eyes open wide words that wander over nooks and crannies   falling through cracks as I visit you Like a maestro with a pen's baton with a paleness beneath your veil in silence that graces your define hearing a cello and oboe, we dance to obsidian twilight As the shadow of night...

Added 03 Mar 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 80 | 2 Comments

Teflon Fingers

Entering through my mind's door, I welcome you to visit me, listening to my drool, and chat awhile.    Although walls have ears, but have no fear, perhaps a lonely mouse, or just a ghost you hear. You ask! If the cold is my dark, but the ambiance is the real me, as I touch your photograph, with my monochrome tongue. Why else would I have webs, and silent butlers to serve me, as I feel...

Added 01 Mar 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 85 | 2 Comments

One Step Up

One-step up, and down the other with that mild, and melting devil, in the candelabra. With your sweet brandied lips, in the shadow of a butterfly, oh! I wish I could fly. One-step up, and down the other, most beautiful gossamer, in the candelabra. Of which there is love, and peace in the valley, of unicorns,  ...

Added 26 Feb 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 77

The Walls

When the ivy is on the walls As the verdant ivy clings And the autumn fades A twilight glory With a farthing of a shadow Woven in poetic love A winter's scene twining With echos of angels When the ivy is on the walls  ...

Added 24 Feb 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 59 | 1 Comment

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