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About This Author
The majority of my writing has a twist (or multiple twists) and much of it is philosophical, mysterious, supernatural, or some combination of the aforementioned. My dream job would be writing for a television series, while simultaneously working on a movie screenplay!
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| While strolling on the beach one day, I came across a metal sheet. Half-buried in the sand, it lay - Warm to the touch from sun and heat. Embedded with small rocks and stone, The metal looked quite strong. I couldn't lift it on my own, But fought and dragged it along. I took it to my hideaway, A cove of rocks and caves, And leaned it up against a block Of stone far from the waves. I spied a small hole in the sheet No bigger than a dime. And though it was no easy feat, I scraped away the grime. By now it was becoming night; A chill ran through my soul When suddenly I saw a light Shine through the tiny hole. The hole grew bigger as I stared, As big as my whole hand. Though I should be shocked and scared, I sat down in the sand. My eyes could not believe the view That should have been just rock - It took a couple minutes to Recover from my shock. A vast blue sea, a sunset sky, More violet than blue; A dolphin calmly swimming by, A boat comes sailing through. I waited 'til the hole had grown As big as I was wide, Then left this world of rock and stone To swim - on the other side. |
