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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 and science geek since I saw the Apollo Moon landing in 3rd grade Summer school. Radar tech at 17 years old, 24.5 years in Telecommunications, building web sites in Blogger and 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 three decades, and I draw and paint a bit. Married for 25 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. I also am a martial arts student, and hope to become a Tai Chi instructor in my retirement years.
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