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Coming Home IILeft in the dark with naught but half- Baked cookies and what might have been A lively discussion ascends from the darknessComing Home II
Blocking out the voices I search for candles Stored for such emergencies
Once lit a warm glow enfolds the room
No longer occupied with tasks it seems
The voices crescendo into a chaotic upheaval The candle light cannot obscure these shadows
Reach into the cabinet of camping gear toss aside Canteen Swiss-army knife Insect repellent (for keeping those nasty buggers away) Coleman lantern
I bask in the lantern


Food For ThoughtIf people were knives Emokids would be socialites.Food For Thought


Coming HomeSome days youComing Home
Come home to a brightly lit house The gay presence of company in the air
On less fortunate Days you come home to a cold Dark building the ghost of the bottle and
Blade as if to suggest what transpired in your leave.
The worst by
Far is arriving to a cheery home The smell of baking cookies only to see The power go out and the room draw dark, cold
Cookie dough of what might have been still in the oven
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Read the previews of my fantasy/SF novels on my website [link]
Visit ~Calumpset dA's first living deviation, and ~Vegimal-Corner (but don't eat them!)
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"No wonder they call it the Nutcracker!"
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Read the previews of my fantasy/SF novels on my website [link]
Visit ~Calumpset dA's first living deviation, and ~Vegimal-Corner (but don't eat them!)
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