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Poetry, ponderings, ideas, fantasy stories, spirituality and life philosophy, and ecclectic interests of a dyed-in-the-wool Aquarian mind.

Monday, November 21, 2005

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The Last Of Monowi... The prairie grass returns, Covering over fallen homes, Places only ghosts now roam, Empty houses and broken streets, T...

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What Exactly IS In A Word? A word is a discussion all by itself, It holds an image of what it tells, It's a picture agreed upon by you ...
Saturday, November 19, 2005

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An Angel In China... Wing beats dust bamboo, Halo shines on rice paper, Bearing love's soft dreams. AquarianM By: Daniel A. Staffor...

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Snowflake Whispers... Falling in silence, White on winds accumulate, Swirling pearl dreamscape. AquarianM By: Daniel A. Stafford © 11...

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Cherry Blossom Steps... Spring petals soft scent, Sweet fruit plucked by sun rise, Petals litter grass. Pink softness underfoot, Bloom...

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Nursery... They call him Orion and he hunts the night skies, Appearing above just as Winter wakes from Summer's heat, You can see a s...

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Under Charcoal Skies... The winds are dancing the trees like wild Heathens, Shuddering the last of their leaves from branches too chill t...

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Just A Dustin' Eighteen degrees on a silent night, Minus eight if Centigrade is your right, A few fat flakes dancing all about in a ...

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The Bluest Angel... Tiny Angel, wings so blue-white, Watch over me as I pray goodnight, Let Mommy be safe and happy please, You in your...

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A Day of Peace... It whispers under the skin like a silent need, An itch that needs to be scratched, We all pray we'll find it somewh...
Tuesday, November 15, 2005

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Under Charcoal Skies... The winds are dancing the trees like wild Heathens, Shuddering the last of their leaves from branches too chill t...
Thursday, November 10, 2005

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Cherry Blossom Steps... Spring petals soft scent, Sweet fruit plucked by sun rise, Petals litter grass. Pink softness underfoot, Bloom...

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Fire Angel... Walk upon the still waters, Pouring down in silent sunshine, The waves of blue that touch a poet's soul, This vision ...

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The Word Whizzyrd's Castle... An airy place full of holes in the walls, Gaping and black from spell blasts, The stones are slowly unc...

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Nursery... They call him Orion and he hunts the night skies, Appearing above just as Winter wakes from Summer's heat, You can see a s...

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Exposure... The lies that are told are no longer on hold, The ice is all melting to reveal what it kept, Every corner is filled with ligh...
Tuesday, November 01, 2005

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The Word Whizzyrd's Castle... An airy place full of holes in the walls, Gaping and black from spell blasts, The stones are slowly unc...
Friday, October 28, 2005

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There Go The Tomatoes... Jack Frost paints silver, Tomato leaves turn Fall brown, His fog breath floats low. AquarianM By: Daniel A. S...

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The Mars Effect... It last came so close in A.D. 2003, And a nation of law turned to its first un-provoked war, The Red Planet was burni...
Wednesday, October 26, 2005

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Godfingers Touch... With quiet silence reaching down through the wind, He touches you like a saint full of kindness, Brilliance stabs your e...
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I've been a technology & science geek since I saw the Apollo Moon landing in 3rd grade Summer school. Radar tech at 17 years old, 21 tears in Telecommunications, building web sites in Blogger & Wordpress, PC repair, and lately, studying and teaching Information Technology. I'm a one-tour Air Force veteran and a member of Civil Air Patrol. I have written poetry for nearly two decades, and I draw and paint a bit. Married for 19 years (so far) with one son and one stepson. I'm also a bookworm from way, way back, and love hard science fiction, space operas, and fantasy.
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