Tag: Spirit
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Princesses of Muerning, part 1
Chapter 1 A long time ago, this story began in a castle, as stories like this often do. Its towers rose from the mountainous slopes like crystal spears, as cold and hard as the ice of the mountain that the castle was carved from. It was warm inside though, where the two sisters played. One…
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Wildfires
By Tyler Golec Dreaming of wildfires Stoking them with this Rage filling every crevice Of my just human self Being of Flesh blood and I dream of wildfires Burning this Anything Burning this Everything Burning this Self And here I am on empty But still burning on Fumes of dreams past Dreams coming…
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And We Howl
Tyler Golec I’ve seen the brightest among us tossed Mangled, bodies strewn on train tracks Spirits now, riding the rails to Cyberus To raise a glass with Hemingway And adventure with Hunter S. Thompson Far away from this here bat country Where shiny vampires sell novels And Bram Stoker rolls in his grave …
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Wild Heart
Tyler Golec I shall not return to the kingdom For I let satan touch me It is through the wild places The wild creatures With nature’s heart That I shall return to God
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Don’t Fear the Rain
Tyler Golec I hear thunder on the horizon Rain is falling The wind is in my face but I am no autumn leaf Clinging to a tree lost in cement and grease smoke The thunder rolls, in deep, deafening, tremors It calls me arrogant, Because I will not yield to it Because I…
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To Write About a Sunset
Tyler Golec “You should write about this,” Josh said looking at the sunset over Taipei. A bright blur sinking into the derelict and aluminum roof tops. “The sunset?” I asked. “I think I will, in some way.” “Yeah man,” Josh said with his camera out. He had put down his beer for a moment…
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Lonely Writers
Tyler Golec, In a place where silver rivers flow In a place where we all want to go I want to go to a place where stories walk I want to go to a place where music always plays I want to hear Plato and Socrates talk I want to see Cleopatra gorgeous…
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Wicken Tales Chapter 6: Waves from Ironmore
Tyler Golec “There beautiful aren’t they?” Strom wondered if his father and he were looking at the same behemoths of industry that convulsed contrasting black smoke into the pale sky. “Yes dad.” “Alright, I have to go to work.” Strom’s father turned to look at him. His skin was permanently darkened. It looked nothing like…
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Tales of the Ancients: Tharah of Alrule
She watched the strange creature die. Its soul wasn’t meant for this place, but it passed into the Felnether anyways along with the souls of the recently slain Draegon. Tharah felt herself fade her women like figure flickered. She was no longer standing on Alrule’s ramparts. She now found herself with no light except for…
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Song man
This poem I wrote during my Junior year at college. It was influence by my Jazz Poetry class, so thank you Prof. Sklar. Tyler Golec This is to you sweet song man Enricher of the mind man Instructor of the soul man To you the music man You who has been with…
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