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Daily Magazine of Fiction and Poetry

by T. Gene Davis

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My first book of poetry is now selling. I compiled it mostly from poetry I have posted on this site. I titled it Interview with Chuck.

Let's face it. Reading poetry on a webpage can never match holding a book of poetry in your hands. Also, purchasing a copy of my book helps fund additional works. Why do I feel like someone should be excitedly shouting, "CALL NOW"?

Enjoy the selection of stories and poetry that I randomly rotate through on this page.

Stories


The Leaf - Some of my favorite things are little and easily go unnoticed.

Ceremonial Tree - I heard her angry muffled oath between sobs.

Raven - Moving is hard, and even harder when the new home is nothing like the old one.

Blaik - He saw the fleshless bone and a sigh caught the wind. "I look awful," he muttered.

The Tree - The stories that are forgotten with the passing of time, ... it is a shame.

The Restaurant - You first. No, you. No you. You first....

Weary Night - It was late, and the line was short. It should have been a short wait too.

Poetry


Hot light from above - Haiku.

Crowd talking laughing - Haiku.

Interview with Chuck - I spent many years as a professional computer programmer. I do not know a profession where a highly skilled employee is typically worn out and thrown away as frequently as in computer programming. It is very rare to find programmers that have been at it for more than 15 years.

Gray granite boulder - Haiku.

Feet From Homeless - Free verse.

Red and black on green  - Haiku.

Blue skies above us - Haiku.

Bear Lake at Christmas in My Youth - This is yet another poem I don't remember writing, but I remember the events very clearly. I was just 18 at the time. I'm guessing I wrote this the morning after it occurred. It was a very enjoyable walk along the remote mountain roads. The roads were snow packed, the dog kept pace with the four of us, my oldest cousin, myself and two young ladies I had never met and never seen since. The snow was still falling in big flakes, and the landscape was lit in only a way it can be on a dark snowy night. Some memories can never be duplicated, just enjoyed in recollection.

Great Salt Lake City - Free verse.

When I'm with you - Free verse.

Kind Holy Scripture - Haiku.

Essays


About Sonnets - A description of Sonnets.

Blogs


29 April 2007 - Destroying the Indie Artist.

25 April 2007 - Bizarre Microwave Experience.

24 December 2006 - Chocolate House.







My first book of poetry is now selling. I compiled it mostly from poetry I have posted on this site. I titled it Interview with Chuck.

Let's face it, reading poetry on a webpage can never match holding a book of poetry in your hands. Also, purchasing a copy of my book helps fund additional works. Why do I feel like someone should be excitedly shouting, "Call now!"?



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