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“On the Sea, we review our views of life.” T.S. Brock Painting by Franz Kupka… “The Wave” Paris 1902 in the “Symbolist Tradition” and why not… The painting clearly symbolizes a woman taking on a wave… A woman taking her… Continue reading

Poem One: The Moon and You The comforting glow Of the moon Is really the reflection Of fire From the sun During the day A collection of celestial Snowflakes out of place Unnoticed looked at In disbelief At night an… Continue reading

Reconcile the Morning POEM ONE  Reconcile the Mornining Night is Fantastic Morning is beautiful birds before dawn sing their songsto make their foodappear to them from the soiland to make delicate flight like magicians navigating the sky landing with care to… Continue reading

Edgar Allen Poe link: Ed Poe Poem 1  Ed Poe Wheredid you goHow did youpass yourfinal days I guess youwere bit in thetoe by a rabid dog the crazed bastardfrothing andgrowling and pacingthe streetsas you woke in a dazeIn the early… Continue reading

Poetry One T S Brock We had been living in Tokyo, but we ventured to other countries 2 or 3 times a year… Money was good… In Japan, near Tokyo, every chance that chance gave us… Well… We often wandered… Continue reading

~ T S Brock ~ A Novel ~ CHAPTER ONE  Some days are better than others. And some days are strange. Karen Wellington was baking two loaves of bread while having her morning coffee. She preferred to be naked after… Continue reading

T S Brock Chapter Two CHAPTER TWO     Audrey pulled her battered buffalo-skin suitcase by its strap from the silver winged storage compartment into the shade of the Greyhound bus. It tumbled onto the street then slumped on her shoes.… Continue reading

T S Brock Chapter Three CHAPTER THREE     They went down the street to the center of town, less than a five-minute drive, and parked in front of a grocery store. There was a sturdy wooden stairway diagonal against the… Continue reading

T S Brock Chapter Four CHAPTER FOUR     Audrey dragged her buffalo skin suitcase up the steps like a hunter. Naomi opened the door with a skeleton key. There was sunshine everywhere, the kitchen was immaculate, and the furniture was… Continue reading

T S brock Chapter Five CHAPTER FIVE The county courthouse perches like a recovered spaceship spank central on the town square. A large green-lacquered canon from the War is the obvious monument outside the halls of justice. Often mounted by… Continue reading

T S Brock A Novel CHAPTER SIX    It’s Sunday Morning at the Mercury Café. The décor could be described as a monumental wooden quilt bonanza. Black walnut shines with wave-like rings on the endless booze-stained bar. There’s knotty pine… Continue reading

T S Brock A novel CHAPTER SEVEN     “O.K., O.K., you can have the damn pie. I’ll have the pancakes, and don’t be shy about the butter and syrup, Lisa.” Norma insists.     “Let’s get started.” Audrey says taking a… Continue reading

T S brock Chapter Eight CHAPTER EIGHT Just as the discussion was about to heat up, the screen door squeaked open and in walked a stick figure of a man. He fashioned clean tan slacks and matching shirt with embroidered… Continue reading

T S Brock Chapter NINE CHAPTER NINE     It was the last Saturday in August perfectly noon. The Lake House Bar had just opened as usual. Albert Strongbow was at the end of the bar reading a book folded out… Continue reading

T S Brock Chapter Ten CHAPTER TEN     The rally was to begin at 3 pm. From late morning, people began to wander into the Lake House. In the style of a chateau, this large elegant mostly wooden structure served… Continue reading