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Originally posted on Superlative Deviation: Life With Meaning, Life With Joy: ? I can hardly believe I’m already half-way through chapter eight of my cozy mystery novel! It’s been a long, painful road, but I think it was worth it. I’m excited to see how I do with the literary agency I’ll be working with.…
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I come before You humbly As the candle flickers low With all my imperfections In this land of frozen snow. Insanity arising As we play the ageless war – I come before You humbly As the ancients did before. You Whose heart is endless, You of stained glass crystal mind Who pens the…
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The rushing waves of fury Broken hearts left in his wake That old deception endlessly beguiling the fool From the time of the first sun He has sown his bitter seed Recklessly clawing, boldly rampaging The paradise of innocent breed Now revealed to the few who gather The light shines boldly on his morbid throne…
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Scorching sands, raging seas Essence of Eternity Golden lyre, flaming door Portal of the mighty Roar Goddess/God, Servant/King Watches as all nature sings Open hand to iron fist Betrayal has led to serpent’s hiss Myriad faces, countless eyes Called the dragon in disguise Six-winged sun, feline gaze Many names in ancient days Aged Mother, ever…
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Novel Update Fellow writers, beware! The publishing world, like all other industries these days, is riddled with con artists. Even if an agency or publisher doesn’t set out to scam writers in the beginning, it often turns into a scam later on. I’ve already received a warning and am on my guard. As I continue…
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Stand atop a mountain Death and peril far below And feel the inner calling Of the fire and the snow. Stand atop a mountain Lodged betwixt the war and peace And see the inner beauty Of the angel and the beast. Stand atop a mountain Beat the drum and stare ahead And feel the inner…
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The Chosen One beloved by all appears with open hands – On the Anniversary Of Death, against the midnight blue. Such a simple magic lantern show! It’s designer is a twisted mind. Thousands come on bended knee, But by the numbers – Is it true? The merchant comes with gold and silver – “Here is…
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In fear I tremble – dark of night – The racing terrors holding sway – Disturbed by images bold and bright – Cowering, praying for light of day. A friend I have, far off in space – A palace of moon beams and feathers abounds. Mind frozen still – words hastily vanish – Emptiness. Panic…
Ena Whiteraven 