JohnnytheMonk

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I have 15 stories published in 2 collections on the site.
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John D Bolton

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In Nativitate Domini

In a silence so deep it were As though a thousand, thousand angels

Beachcombing

Foam-flecked tendrils of salt-water-thoughts Eagerly fingering the sands of the dream-like shores. Grasping the bright silica flashes of intuition And pulling them into the pulsing deeps

How to Write Poetry Commercially

My friend writes of drink And the flotsam and dregs That prop the bar. Of the Salt with the wink And a Gin in the legs And tales of near and far Of trophies and silver and dust

In Horeb's Cave

Alone in the tear-bitter darkness Heart-rent by dawning awareness Fantasy fields of constructed madness Now made stone-strewn Mocking deserts Of shifting sands

I thirst...

He cried out "I thirst..." ...and they gave him vinegar to drink. Bitter gall sweetness turned to acid in the throat I thirst... ...for love's sweet fruit

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