Inspired by the mountains of my youth
The paint drips from the fence post
And dries in sun’s rays
Frozen like winter water
Often I envy this truth
My life a swift stream
A monstrous avalanche
Copyright 2003
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I consider myself to be a well read and well traveled individual and these two things have granted me a unique perspective on the world in general. My mind is always in motion and I find myself constantly intrigued by the schematics of the universe. I enjoy a good beer and philosophic banter. I like the comfort of my own surroundings and feel at ease in a summer wind.
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This is an outlet for all the writing that I do- whether academic, fictional and non-fictional, poetic, and insane. Please peruse and post comments. Peace. Based on copyright, none of the following written work may be reproduced without the consent of the author.
Thank you for visiting,
Chris
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