Art of the Diver

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I have 87 stories published in 4 collections on the site.
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Rob Welsh (Pearldiver)

Thank you for taking the time to read this cross section of works penned from a Kiwi's (New Zealander's) perspective way downunder. You are most welcome to visit anytime but remember to turn left at Australia. I hope you enjoy what you read both here & on the site overall. There are many fine writers & poets here as you will see... feel free to explore, there are pearls everywhere.

For me as a writer, I have always believed that each of us have a series of paths to walk within our respective lifetimes in our quest to become complete or proficient at what we do. To avoid some of the pain, perhaps having the correct footwear for the terrain, is equally as important as developing our ability to read & understand the relevance of each path we walk.

As a child, I was the son of an island lighthouse keeper sharing some of my earliest paths with a very wise golliwog, one who taught me that if one can believe, one can achieve whatever one chooses to. Together we believed that if we stood very still watching the ocean for as long as it takes, we could possibly discover all the secrets of the world that lay beyond the horizon. We found that every day the world around us changed & that horizon gradually gave up its secrets.

So many years later & without the company of my woolen mentor, (sadly devoured in the frenzy of a shark attack), I have found that it's words that really have the secret power of bringing every horizon into view, thus into the realm of greater understanding of who we are in relation to our universe. I'm pretty sure I learned that from my woolen mentor the day he first spoke back to me. Oh sure, that was a momentous occasion for both of us, though sadly I didn't understand what he yelled out as he was snatched from my grip by a shark, never again to be seen. Hold on tight to the things you love & enjoy what you read or learn in life always believing or aware, that it may well bring whatever lies beyond your horizon into view.

My stories

A Most Perfect Moment

Just floating, summer’s first monarch butterfly across this valley of thoughts, blatant floral desires open paper-like wings, purposefully caressing...

The Role Model Within

Show me, teach me who you are I am your child, the one who must learn how to be from you Then from you, I must learn how to define myself to be...

The Great Bumble Town Fox Hunt

What cruel pleasure you have taken in stalking your prey with persistent, destructive forays, into its spectrum of life's necessities and defecating...

High Tide

Raising a limb to break the surface when unseen and without possibility of rescue only serves to pull me down, further than before Though I try, to...

You Reap the Love You Sow

Love you are truly magnificent traffic stops, to watch you go by men forget what they were doing and wonder why Like fools they think of roses they’...

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