Second Part To Frankfurt Am Main - Maryann's Dance

Sat, 11 May 2013 22:34:45 PST

Later the two changed, Dave took Maryann to the commissary where she was able to get the items she needed plus a few extra groceries for the apartment...

First Part To Maryann's Dance

Sat, 11 May 2013 06:33:45 PST

An autobiographical/biographical fictional story of one year in Germany. Romance/Drama – Military 1973-74 Love conquers all, so th...

Chapter 3. Interlude In Memories - Maryann'S Dance

Sat, 11 May 2013 06:26:28 PST

1. Maryann could see Dave was thinking – or remembering something that he had suppressed a long time ago. At first the words came halt...

Part 4. Duty Assignments -- Maryann'S Dance Cont.

Sat, 11 May 2013 06:22:25 PST

1. Monday morning came too early as the alarm on Dave’s clock radio chimed at five a.m. Dave rolled over to nudge Maryann awake.

6. Maryann's Dance -- Maryann's Dance Cont,

Sat, 11 May 2013 06:01:59 PST

1. Maryann awoke Saturday afternoon in the 92nd General Hospital Intensive Care Unit. Her First Sergeant and Platoon Sergeant had already ...

Rifle Range - Maryann's Dance Cont.

Sat, 11 May 2013 05:54:11 PST

The end of September was upon them the beginning of October a week away; Maryann sat with a notebook as the Major went through the morning announcemen...

27. Immediate Re Supply And Pirmasens

Sat, 11 May 2013 05:38:30 PST

Shortly after the Saturday rifle range. Dave called the ADP department to have Maryann meet him at the PX rather than the bus stop first. Standing at...

The Goal Of All Art

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 18:10:58 PST

A painter uses paints to express what cannot be expressed in words. A sculptor uses marble to express what cannot be expressed in words. A...

Alive

Sat, 30 Mar 2013 14:14:45 PST

That little girl there. She plays with fire an snakes and swords a plenty Shes the one over there with the out stretched hand<...

A Step Back

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 19:56:07 PST

(It sounds better spoken out loud) --- There are some days that you remember when you look over your shoulder an...

Every War Begins With A Word [Poem]

Mon, 11 Mar 2013 22:33:41 PST

I saw red flames scorch the trees, I saw swords crumble and hope fade. For a simple word called Peace, so much blood was to be paid....

Will You Stay?

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 19:39:44 PST

She makes it she takes it she holds and she brakes it She strokes it provokes it builds and devotes it It e...

Brown

Thu, 31 Jan 2013 20:08:07 PST

I am not black I am brown like earth I am not black cause if I was black I'd be the color of an evening skyline after t...

Madame Collector And The Tri-Color Beagle

Thu, 31 Jan 2013 20:06:40 PST

The daughter had no datum point, her pet's nose drew in hues of dander. He was keen to the young lady who wrote with a pen admiratio...

Walking A Sidewalk At Miami University On MLK Day

Thu, 31 Jan 2013 18:56:06 PST

The stars peered from the sky like peeping toms spying through the glass that shielded our lives from the cold cosmos for a bit of rest prior to reinc...

Experience Project Stories for the Group: I Am a Writer of Poetry, Short Stories and Novels