Purple shadows prowl
Shy darkness creeps over the hills
Cactus sentinels
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BRIAN ALLEN
Purple shadows prowl |
| Brian is happily retired from the military and now works - when the spirit moves him! - as a computer techie. He's settled near his younger daughter, her husband, and their children. Much of Brian's writing was done in Arizona where he's spent winters in the past. And no...that's not a mop...that's Cuddles! |
Brian says of himself: “Tall, grey, snarly pessimist who has realized a life-long goal of becoming a parasite on society. What more is there to say?” I say his bark is much worse than his bite! He's a kind, gentle, very creative guy and I'm so happy that he's my friend. Here's his website: Allen's Alley |
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Stark sunbaked sand Pounding thundering torrent Rainbow explosion |
Brilliant clear sky Blue shadows conquer mountains Orange flame erupts |
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Short Ode To Scotch: Peat rich, smokey soft Cherished ancestral gift Lurking pagan dreams |
Reach out, grasp the flame Prometheus never knew Stygian darkness |
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Moonlit silver earth Stars speckle purple velvet Coyote pleads his love |
Shadows of the mind Memories awaken dreams But you are still gone |
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Joyous birds awaken Crimson clouds shatter pale sky Sip morning coffee |
The wind whispers dreams Ghostly caresses tempting Escape! Fly with me |
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Brian Allen Copyright © 2003 |
