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How To Romance Your Magical Mercenary

The Mercenary Went Down to Georgia

Once upon a time, I was an Arcane Seeker. My life was chasing the worst magic had to offer. Magical beasts, rogue wizards, and dastardly plots were my life. Everyone said I could be sitting in the big chair one day. Then Vancouver happened, and I quit to go into business for myself.  I was now a bounty hunter and mercenary. Neither of these jobs paid the bills or kept food in the fridge....Read On



Down memory lane in dreams, keeping an eye out for as I tossed and turned, insomnia knocking at my door with eyes of my Eleanor and tears of ninety-four as if it were yesterday she slipped away from my arms Forevermore now beneath the ground's floor   but soon the lords of Thor will spore my bones that I might rest with my Eleanor playing leapfrog in my mind's fog As the spirits of winter...Read On


Escape to the West

“Hey!” a man’s voice shouting. “What are you doing there?”

Erika Hoffmann was afraid as she walked through the dark, rain-soaked streets of Eisenach, a small town just inside the border of East Germany. She should not have been out at this hour, ninety minutes after the curfew of ten o’clock which had been imposed in January. The Soviet rulers had been worried about people attempting to escape to the west and if she was caught by the Stasi who...Read On


Fawning Twine

With a rose of twining vine about your spirit shining and memories of trellises with petals of gold and thorns of a kind, a scent so bold you are as beautiful as a flower With the dew of the dawn of the morning's fawning ravishing pine green eyes whispering echoes with thimbles of combs in your hair lusting I want to be with you forever As soft as the leaves in the cup my tea a distant...Read On


Dear Brother Part II: I'm sorry

If you ever see this... it is all I have been wanting to say that I could not. Please forgive me.

I love you- You know that right? Every time that I have told you no, I was hoping it was for your own good. You say you are no longer the same person, That he died long ago. I don't belive you. I will always see you as the strong, amazing, and most bravest person I've ever known. You are my other half. When you went away, A part of me did as well. I started listening to your...Read On


The Arbor's Gate

The night had hung a full moon over the arbor's gate as the shadows migrate beneath trellises of wild roses  and I saw an angel in my dreams as granny sang me lullabies as her tears flowed over empty teacups and her cuddle-ups  the night grandpa didn't come home but an angel danced in soft shoes  in a plate of grits and red-eye gravy as night hung a full moon over the arbor's gate...Read On


To Leila

She once meant the world to you, but is she still in the world?

What seek ye? What dreams do you chase? New latitudes, a new meridian? This daily life is too quotidian? So real that it turns out surreal? No midnight love shares your embrace? The king has masked his tyrant’s face. You put yourself in Hamlet’s place? Take it to the limit? And Beyond? Or instead, Could you be dead? Could it be you died one summer day? Summertime blue and sandy,...Read On


Is This Depressing

Is it time yet... is it time



Jesus Loves Me

Song my granny sang to me Jesus loves me! This I know Now I can't understand the words I hear on the radio Peanuts cost a nickel And a tickle made me laugh Now on TV people are shot in streets But! What happened to the rabbit ears? Elvis was king and Hank was Hank But who in the hell is P. Diddy Or Snoop Dog? My dog was named Jim People can't afford to eat But they can get tattoos And...Read On


The Tumultuous Tale of a Tormented Terrier

This is a more or less true account of what happened that day.

The Tumultuous Tale of the Tormented Terrier Well, let me tell you, it was like this. Once upon a time, our humble hovel was being run by the daughter-unit’s pet, a small, cute, cuddly and constantly yapping Yorkshire Terrier that answered to the name, Puh-Pet, but only if she happened to be in the mood. She loved nothing better than people-food treats and patroling the backyard. Since it...Read On


A Public Appearance.

This is a true story.

I had finally accepted the fact that I was never going to break into the broadcasting industry on a full-time level. I lacked a college background and had no desire to spend a couple of thousand dollars and attend a school for broadcasting. I still got plenty of work providing my wide range of voices for commercials and as a result, I became known to many program directors and station...Read On


Finding Life and Losing Faith

I can no longer view life the same way as before.

As we sat down sipping our tea from our teacup around the dining table, the sister superior welcomed and thanked us for volunteering to help them. The three of us were handed the guidelines, explaining to us the work we could help out with. I went through the list quickly, as the sister of the Missionary of Charity continued to explain to us the things we could help out with. After...Read On


Poinsettia Moon

Intoxication with perfumery in a chapel of webs memories like a dark poinsettia moon and whispers at twilight   Before the edge of dawn as your breath awakes me with the snow of pollen and a ghostly kiss Intoxicated with perfumery as the willows bend low in an arabesque of our love in a chapel of webs memories Like a dark poinsettia moon on a quiet pond of loons echoing the past coming...Read On


The Interview

This is a true story.

I can't recall the year but I was out of work just as the Summer was beginning. Back before the internet, job seekers were forced to peruse the morning and evening paper. I happened to come across an ad for a day camp counsellor and called the number. A very nice lady answered and I was asked to come in for an interview. I raced across town and was soon sitting opposite a very attractive...Read On


The Long Road Home Chapter 9

“I have seen the letters after the address but I have not seen 'H'. Do you know what it denotes?"

Rome. November 03 rd , 1943   The revelation that Staff Sergeant Lawrence T. Bowman was Jewish was a shock to Katarina. To her, it mattered not a bit but, for some reason, she had never really thought about the religion of anyone outside of her own world. Americans, English, all those whom Germany was fighting were just people but, suddenly, this young man was in mortal danger....Read On


Blaze Whitlock Agent of Destiny

Blaze Whitlock has a chance at a better destiny

Destiny is a bitch. You know the grand design, Gods plan, or fate in general sucks. Apply the grand design to humanity, and you end up with whole different order of haves and have nots. I was a have not.  They named me Blaze Whitlock, a boy born with all the joy and hope in the world. A person born with homely looks and decent intelligence. Then my parents got into drugs and alcohol, and...Read On


Land Over

Drift by my window with an autumn's breeze a zephyr at the tail of midnight blue like a Stradivarius fined tuned shrouded in a cloud of mystical dew from the swing of the moon   Dripping a valance from your lips on a staircase of our love a balustrade of from above as God saves the oboes oboes of silence as we kiss Freestone from the vines the peach zest of our cider in the ambrosia of...Read On


Diamond In The Rough

Believe in your Future and forgive the past Laugh at yourself laugh in the moments And heck just laugh!   When things go wrong, and they often will And life feels like it's constantly uphill Try to forgive when other's get it wrong Perhaps they’re struggling to connect and belong   Sometimes the words being thought Aren’t what actually what gets said Those kindly meant, soft...Read On


Thinking Of Love

I was thinking of you today Thinking of how you made me laugh. How coming home to you put a smile on my face And that even in our hardest moments I never  alone Loving you taught me much I learnt to laugh at myself, love myself despite my faults You  made me want to be a better person I found myself looking at my days, thinking, what can I do for you to make your day happier In quiet...Read On



Endless nights ...

We used to talk a lot About anything every night A few hours with me Before starting your day After preparing for bed Ending my day with you Now I only have Intimate moments With the deafening Silence of the night And the nagging scream Inside my head A smirk pasted On the face of the moon Laughing at my expense Dancing around my aching heart Shining brightly down on me Mocking...Read On


The Two O'Clock

“Stay your hand, kind sir, I implore you! I am your 2:00 o’clock client.

Professor Bartholomew Hartfeld sat in a tall leather-backed chair behind a dark mahogany desk. He looked irritably at the clock on the wall opposite his desk. His 2:00 pm was late. He flicked the button on the intercom. “Has my two o’clock called to say he’d be late?” Professor Hartfeld asked. “No, sir,” Marta answered. “Please let me know the moment he arrives,” the professor requested,...Read On


Angels and Opportunities

Whatever you do Wherever you roam Try to make where you are Feel a little like home Search deep within your heart For a memory that's okay Cherish and hold it close to you Each night and every day Remember being loved Is a warm feeling inside So hold your head up high And walk tall, with pride Take a step forward Each day if you can You'll soon see changes happening If you make a life plan...Read On


Leap Of Faith

It didn’t look this high from below. “That’s it, take it nice and steady.” Nodding at the instructor, I lean back, gripping the rope tightly, and ease it through the cleat. My feet slip on the wet rock as I struggle to find purchase, heart hammering fit to burst. Below, Anika waves, the movement caught in my peripheral vision while I’m staring straight ahead. How did she talk me into this?...Read On


Choose Love

You are my Angel

In my dreams. I am in your arms. Holding me. Quieting me. Saving me. Healing my broken heart. Teaching me. To love again. Your divine love. Humbles me. You are my Angel. Sent from above. I choose love.  ...Read On


Early Hours

Sometimes in the early hours When we cannot sleep Our thoughts may turn to things That make our eyes weep   Sometimes in those moments When thoughts run through our head We ponder on what happened Things done, thought and said   Perhaps we may have Somewhere deep inside Something that may feel broken Which we choose to hide   It's in the early hours That maybe we reflect ...Read On


Walking Away

When we both pass beyond regrets will all be gone

All of our regrets will be gone as soon as we have passed beyond. Beyond the aches, the sorrows, all will pass away. But the love will live, it simply will not die. Is this understood my precious, darling, friends and lovers? Is it understood, please, and thank you, my treasured gems of life and joy, am I not ever so polite? Do you recall the way we walked, the way we talked, the way...Read On


Puppy Dog Tongue

At dusk twilight and the sun crowns over the horizon of yesterday's song. I will remember the days of September when granny served blackeye peas and cornbread. Prayers were said and my puppy dog slurped with a puppy dog tongue. Vic Damone gave granny the vapors and Jim Nabors was on TV. Constipation was in, the chits were out at the old ball game. Cracker Jacks had a prize. Grandpa worked...Read On


Oh Captain, My Captain

The other first date rite of passage...

Just like the besieging intestinal revenge felt after succumbing to that late night, tequila urge to munch on the mystery-meat-on-a-stick from that shady Acapulco street vendor, the visceral reaction to my son’s first date hit painfully hard, and sooner than expected. It’s happening and dad’s gotta deal. Maybe her parents bring their daughter to us, so the parents can meet, and we can...Read On


The Maze

The Maze

I haven't lost you I just got lost in a maze   There we were together Then one day you took a different direction And I couldn't find you You had found the end of the maze Walked your own path Chosen your own way   Oh I wish I'd seen the path you were walking Wish I'd been able to show you a different way   But sometimes alas That isn't our choice...   I'm lost in this maze ...Read On


Viranda Of A Rickshaw

With a brush of a zephyr, I kiss in a copse of the willow's well   beholding your body and soul with Saki's aphrodisiac   With footprints on a lily pad in a pond of golden koi with ripples of echoes expressing our love As the autumn moon dance and you with a lotus in your hair the fireflies in lanterns wink from the viranda of a rickshaw   Feeling the warmth of the hibachi in a copse of...Read On