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Thanks Nails. Actually, this was written by my mother many years ago (sometime in the 70's). I don't want to sadden hearts, just want to display a talent she never had a chance to display for herself. I hope to add more if the moderators are okay with it.


Dr. Watson

I am posting these few writings of my mother in order pay tribute to a woman of strength who endured the hardest of times always with hope and self pride :hearts: 1. Time Traveler Footprints at the dawn of time Wandering aimlessly in primeval slime. Then, as if drawn by an unseen force, Taking a mo...

Thanks to all for your kind reactions <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="biggrin.gif" /> This was the first ( and last <img border="0" title="" alt="[Frown]" src="frown.gif" /> ) attempt at a story of sorts which I completed. I started another many years after this one and dropped it due...

Thank you for doing that, because I would haved missed the opportunity to read this great piece. A truly touching exploration of what desparation can push us to. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Frown]" src="frown.gif" /> <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="biggrin.gif" /> <img border="0" t...

Libra, you are most kind. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="biggrin.gif" />

Mary, what can I say? Your words overwhelm me with their clarity and beauty. I am honored by them. <img border="0" alt="[BowDown]" title="" src="graemlins/notworthy.gif" />

Freedom is not just the prisoner’s dream or the patriot’s goal. True freedom is self-sufficiency, and allows no binds or bonds upon self-development. The influences of the world attach themselves to whatever we may sense, and lock those senses in a prison of pre-expectation. DRY ICE The brilliant ha...

Wow! Nothing grand enough to say about this other than: <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="biggrin.gif" /> <img border="0" alt="[ThumbsUp]" title="" src="graemlins/thumbsup.gif" /> <img border="0" alt="[goofy]" title="" src="graemlins/goofy.gif" /> <img border="0" alt="[TheWave]" title="...

Parable of The Swimmer and the Desert Man Take the story of the former college swimming champion and the middle aged business man from the desert. There was a businessman and swimming champion who loved the water and was very proud of his abilities in it. When on a business trip he met the man from ...

5 A.M. "R-r-r-r-ing". Another rude awakening among thousands and the monotony begins. Forty-six years have gone by since the first, and no apologies yet. If the times weren't so unsteady, maybe all of the racket would be worthwhile. There isn't even the automatic background music to soothe the rattl...

The sun was just beginning to spread a red glow through the haze of the morning light when Gorath awoke. He was hungry and thirsty, and was very frightened. He thought of the journey he must make if he wasn't to starve, and he shook with fear. There was only one known region that had any food or wat...

Hello everybody. I'm Tom Watson (no, I don't play golf :cry: , but I love writing). Maybe some of you have run across me as tippiesdad in other, less "energetic" poetry sites. I am retired Air Force (U.S.). At best recollection I started writing when I was around 11, writing off and on through to th...

GOT A LIGHT? "Got a light?" This question is the absolute symbol of the paradoxical human mind. In the same manner as the tiny lemming drive themselves across the countryside into the sea, many people seem to purposely drive their bodies to destruction for no apparent reason. For every effect there ...