Michael S. Love

Joined April 2021

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Author, Editor, Poet, Children's Books/Stories, Articles when I know what I am talking about. Wiccan. Ordained Minister. Drummer.

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Caves
Caves Often, maybe even moreso nowadays I welcome the caves. I see the caves in front of closed eyes. Sometimes a white light winks from deep inside
By Michael S. Lovea day ago in Poets
The Zone
The Zone In a zone where the moon is pinkish-red and trees speak in Mandarin chuckles come from somewhere deep within the forest.
By Michael S. Lovea day ago in Poets
Good Mourning
Good Mourning Birds cry to a blazing, misunderstood sun. In the background a man pushes a wheelbarrow over dry, cracked earth and perhaps even the occasional bone.
By Michael S. Love2 days ago in Poets
In A Ball
In A Ball I strive. We all strive on this little, blue planet thinking that we are somehow in control. A dot in the universe.
By Michael S. Love10 days ago in Poets
Empty Chairs
Empty Chairs Empty chairs sit around an empty waiting room lobby. Different colored chairs. Some teal, others purple.
By Michael S. Love10 days ago in Poets
Star-Base 4 Under Attack!
Star-Base 4 Under Attack! I stopped playing these games. This time though, this time it was you who slipped the token through the slot.
By Michael S. Love14 days ago in Poets
Balance
Balance Walking into the wind with least resistance. Walking, covering an absurd amount of distance. Dressed in black, sunglasses covering the eyes.
By Michael S. Love14 days ago in Poets
Chance
Chance You ask that I write you a love poem when so many times I have done this before. To pour out my heart in a love poem
By Michael S. Love17 days ago in Poets
Blue Moon
Blue Moon Under the blue moon she stands. My eyes watch her every movement entranced with awe. She is like a goddess under the moon.
By Michael S. Love19 days ago in Poets
Humanity's Pawn
Humanity's Pawn The dust collects more heavily with every visit to this store. In a dark corner, values once adored
By Michael S. Love20 days ago in Poets
Transparency
Transparency At times in life we see things in a different light or better, the light is what changes the scene it itself
By Michael S. Love22 days ago in Poets
The Selected
The Selected The ship's sail blocked out the sun for just a moment out on the horizon and then it was gone. Just gone. But I had gotten a picture. Walking up on the beach towards the house I felt empty but somehow still complete. I had been chosen. I had finally seen it and I knew that it was real.
By Michael S. Love25 days ago in Horror

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Caves

The Zone

Good Mourning

In A Ball

Empty Chairs

Star-Base 4 Under Attack!

Balance

Chance

Blue Moon

Humanity's Pawn

Transparency

The Selected

Stories (77/0)