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Valiant Keep: The Popcorn Gods

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If Gold Should Rust: My study blog. 3d Art and Fun. Posted by Olsen Potter. It was a just little shop . On the corner of 10th and Washington. . I had 10 minutes to kill so I walked in . And immediately knew I had found my Kryptonite. . Huckleberry Cheesecake, Caramel Cashew Crunch, . Fire and Ice, Chocolate Heaven, Pumpkin Spice, . Were in plastic bags all lined up like the firing squad . Aiming their kernels at my heart. . I have to go everyday now; . I mean, even the kettle corn is . Id love you but.

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Misgivings About Life: Poem

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Aimless words and thoughts Most anything goes here. Tuesday, November 25, 2008. The words of lips fall frozen. Mindless thoughts swim in darkness. Screaming with no fear of being heard. Left to brew yestradays thoughts crash. A sea of emotions and thoughts fill the void. No person is left. Only the mist of fog remains as the dawn rises. The mind left to roam free. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Education Major English and History Minor. View my complete profile. What I am reading. The Book of Mormon.

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Valiant Keep: Emma and Wayne

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If Gold Should Rust: My study blog. 3d Art and Fun. Posted by Olsen Potter in Poetry. There exists, in my mind, a couple. They fascinate me more than the books I read. And every once in while I write a poem about them. Life would be richer perhaps if I wrote their story in novel form, and who knows, maybe one day I will, but for right now I write their story in poetry. I post their story so far for you to read and enjoy. Emma was standing outside. Holding a basket of books. Reading each other ever since.

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Valiant Keep: Ode to the Miller

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If Gold Should Rust: My study blog. 3d Art and Fun. Ode to the Miller. Posted by Olsen Potter in Poetry. I've been told I look like the Miller,. Short, round, somewhat balding. I take it as a compliment, because I. Am, short round, somewhat balding. So I read his tale. Seemed simple enough. A girl, a guy, the girl's old husband,. The priest down the lane that likes to kiss. I like it enough to read it to my wife,. Who, like every other time I read something to her,. A whimper of disgust? Ode to the Miller.

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Valiant Keep: Reaction to buying a 4 dollar knock-off for a prescription pain-killer

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If Gold Should Rust: My study blog. 3d Art and Fun. Reaction to buying a 4 dollar knock-off for a prescription pain-killer. Posted by Olsen Potter in Poetry. We only have one store in town,. The big bad wolf come to destroy everything we hold dear,. Or at least drive all other businesses from the bank of our river. So when my wife asked for some prescription pain-killer. And also some latex-free "friends"). I forced to face the fiend. They were painting the L. When I walked into the gaping maw.

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Valiant Keep: Sunday afternoon in the park with Becca.

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If Gold Should Rust: My study blog. 3d Art and Fun. Sunday afternoon in the park with Becca. Posted by Olsen Potter in Poetry. I called her today around 3:00. Said “hey baby how about hanging in the park,. Watching those crazy star-wars freaks choke each other. With their invisible hands and slash each other with plastic light sabers? She said, “ok.”. So I went to her house. In my white hippie van made for making love. Singing Sweeney songs, the sweet sound of sharp. She said “hey,”. I kissed her back.

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Misgivings About Life: April 2009

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Aimless words and thoughts Most anything goes here. Saturday, April 11, 2009. Weeping In the silence. I am lost in the echo of the tires on the pavement. Through the miles that lie between here and there. Tears and Rain mix into a flood of emotion. As darkness shadows the silent tears. Falling deeply into my heart. Yet grief shows so clearly. Its six letters bring fear. As one word melts. Everything away leaving only rubble behind. Pieces of the life before. We ever knew C A N C E R. What I am reading.

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Valiant Keep: A true account of a lover’s drinking habits.

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If Gold Should Rust: My study blog. 3d Art and Fun. A true account of a lover’s drinking habits. Posted by Olsen Potter in Poetry. The radio on the bus is blaring out. The news of a fire somewhere. The man who sits next to me. Is wearing cattle skin and drinking. Coffee from a cup marked "Caution Hot! I need something for the pain. It’s a hang-over, head-smashing pain. I got it last night at Rebecca’s party, out. Near a river, where my girl, hot. With Tequila Sunrises, wished to be somewhere. You can fol...

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Valiant Keep: Paisley Price Pincock

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If Gold Should Rust: My study blog. 3d Art and Fun. Posted by Olsen Potter in Poetry. Purple is her favorite color,. Purple with pink spots that. Pronounce to the public. The she has pride. People always perturb her. With their pointless peppering. Of course she has the pluck,. Poise, permanence, power,. And pertinacity to perplex. Them with this plea,. Please, plug your pit. With Peanuts, and pop off.". This entry was posted on Friday, November 09, 2007 at 2:56 PM and is filed under Poetry.

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Valiant Keep: A conversation heard around the water cooler in a university faculty lounge.

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If Gold Should Rust: My study blog. 3d Art and Fun. A conversation heard around the water cooler in a university faculty lounge. Posted by Olsen Potter in Poetry. Move him into the sun,. Into the daily fire. They told him that he could. Change the world,. Make people read more,. This dying natural resource:. Our beautiful English tongue. They gave him Dickens,. Dickinson, Gogol, Tolstoy, and. So many other ink-filled pages. From the past, and said. Read and never thirst again.". As the final act.