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My Mariposa
My Mariposa speak thy will
and gaze upon the waters still
pray silence for the winds sweet song
while letting daydreams dance along
your wishes may the Gods fulfill...
Your kiss could melt the coldest chill
thy touch it takes away my ills
in your embrace I feel no wrong
My Mariposa...
The teardrops down your cheeks will spill
in pools of joy they now distill
I'll be your shelter from the throng
may you find peace your whole life long
your beauty time could never kill
My Mariposa...
© 2018  David Rogers
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She Waited
She waited though she knew he'd never come
so melancholy staring at the sea
her broken heart still pounding like a drum
in hopes of something that will never be.
"Be still," she begs the tears that start to fall
her tears, they never listened anyhow
still she hopes that he will come to call
and wipes away the tears upon her brow.
Her auburn hair it shines by candlelight
as does the rose vines on the promenade
the dress she wears she clutches very tight
and now entrusts her hopes unto her god.
Before to long the sun will have to rise
and bring to light what she already fears
will she relent and finally trust her eyes
or risk the bitter taste of cooling tears?
The stillness of this night does bode her well
in unison the crickets start to hum
and soon the tide will rise and start to swell
she waited though she knew he'd never come...
© 2018  David Rogers
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A Quatrain
Zion let me reach for thy apex
With all the strength I have within me
let me taste thy purity
or thine nothingness...
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A Soldiers Life
He must be strong for his family's sake
he knows that means some give and take
the pain inside burns like a fire
but outside he will never tire...
In Afghanistan he was in a troupe
of seasoned veterans was this group
like the others he just followed orders
crossing lines along the border...
Then one day he hit an IED
that shattered all below the knee
he lay there thinking he would die
the fog began to flood his eyes...
The surgeons they had done their best
and finally he was able to rest
he was fixed with a prosthetic leg
that he thought was like a pirate's peg...
That is why he stays strong for his family
he must endure as fate may be
if you ever chance to ask him twice
he would still make the sacrifice...
© 2018  David Rogers
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HE CRIED THAT DAY
He never cried in his life;
for he had everything a man could want.
A loving wife, and children.
He wanted for nothing.
Then one day his wife got sick
she was diagnosed with cancer.
He believed she would survive this and live,
then one day she died.
He cried that day...
© 2018   David Rogers
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FOR CELIA
Gentle Celia how comest you here
to sorrows that lie in the sapphire mist
stalwart you think you have nothing to fear
but this place harbors them hand over fist...
You gave up music to follow your heart
condemning to silence your violin strings
over the years it has torn you apart
Celia, that is what sacrifice brings...
Gentle Celia you stand here alone
turning, your violin's lying nearby
in the land of sorrows you should've known
what you are seeing may be just be a lie...
Here is a place where there's no night or day
and beauty shares discourse with the morose
O how you hunger to once again play
but that would require you give up the ghost...
Gentle Celia we question no more
you remain the master of your fate
the dream lies ahead that has left your heart sore
there on the rock your violin waits...
© 2018  David Rogers
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Dry Your Tears :icondragonschest:DragonsChest 17 7
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TO BECKY
You make me feel complete
what more, girl, can I say
I love your head down to your feet
and want you each and ever way
lips that taste so sweet
sunshine in my day
It's simple for me to feel
the way I feel for you
my heart no one can steal
I'm stuck to you like glue
our thoughts we can't conceal
can't we share them too
O Becky, to you my heart beats true
O Becky, what else can I do
except to say I'm glad I married you.
now I end my solemn song
hope you liked it to the end
hope together we stay strong
please I want to make amends
for your loving touch I long
I still hear you in the wind...
© 2018   David Rogers
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THE DEAD OF WINTER
In the dead of winter, Angles will not go,
to frozen lands where arctic winds do blow;
and what the eyes can see is only ice,
as far as one can be from paradise.
Dark secrets hidden, we are not to know.
This is a place that brings the mighty low,
and fears, like grapes upon the vine will grow;
O yes, it can beguile you and entice,
in the dead of winter.
There is no water here for boats to row,
and here you reap the very things you sow;
it tests your faith like rolling loaded dice,
to walk along that path, is bad advice.  
In the dead of winter...
© 2018   David Rogers
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Literature
Some Winter Haiku
Perched on frosted branch
American Tree Sparrow
nibbling goodies...
Fireplace crackles
storm is on the horizon
hot cocoa in hand...
Making snow angels
leaving footprints in the snow
crafting ice castles...
© 2018   David Rogers
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A Heros Journey- Chapter 1
Chapter 1
It felt good. It always felt good to wake up and stretch his body out. As his bones cracked in his sixteen-year-old body, Jason felt so content. The feeling was so good it almost warranted him staying in bed. Thankfully he had learned to ignore this feeling, or else he’d never get up and go on with his life. So, throwing off the blankets he had had forever, Jason got up and threw on a simple peasant’s outfit with some worn but hardy work boots. 
“Jason breakfast’s ready.” His mother called out to him from the kitchen.
“Alright I’ll be there in a bit let me clean up first.”
Jason walked into the bathroom of their little house and using the bucket of water washed his hands and face. Looking up into the small cracked mirror they had bought from a traveling merchant Jason could clearly see himself. Really there was nothing special about him, his hair was the color of golden wheat. His eyes the same shade as the earth. So far, h
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Passions and Pipe Dreams
Passions and Pipe Dreams
     
OK guys, forgive me, because once again I’m putting off owed things (like a journal feature that’s meant to be here) to talk about something really bloody important. I need to counter bad career advice that can seriously affect people's lives.
There's a Twitter thread making the rounds today in which some guy suggests saving $3-4k, quitting your job, and living on that money for 6 months while pursuing your passion. Supposedly practicing for 12-16 hours a day will get you good enough to make it a career, and formal education is unnecessary. :omfg: Revamp  Bizarrely off-base numbers aside ($4k wouldn't cover most people's rent), the concept is nothing new. This iteration just hit the airwaves because of drama surrounding it, which I won't fuel and thus won't link to the original thread.
Full disclosure: writing is my main job, but I'm the
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To those who claim to be my parents
I thought I had forgiven you
but I need to get this off my chest
You act so high and mighty
like you were always there for me
like you did so much because you cared for me
but did you really?
For years you threatened to throw me out
To put me onto the streets
Simply because I wasn’t able to pay for myself
Money was more important to you than I!
You didn’t care about my illness
you didn’t care about my well being
you even told me that I am terrorizing you with what I do
But what did I ever do to you?
I asked you for patience, for understanding
I tried to ask for help
because I didn’t know how to do things on my own
But you just said I’m lazy
you didn’t even believe me
When I finally came out, tried to turn things around
You just said it’s all a phase.
Invalidated my feelings like you knew any better
And told me I can’t be depressed either
Said I am too young, haven’t seen enough hardship
Of course you would think that
you still belie
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Trussing The Widow :iconlaurenipsome:LaurenIpsome 15 34
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Hold or Fold TG - Part 7

Part 7 - Equilibrium 
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Leaving Candace to her...herself, we made our way around to the main area which usually contained a sizable, elevated stage. A dozen laptops were connected to a fountain of various cables. An edited video of some brightly-colored team competition with guns and lasers played on all the screens.
With Lina's name-tag, we managed a booth close to the action. Our server told us, "The owner apologizes for how you both were treated when you arrived and you can order anything off the main drink and main appetizer menu on your tablet over there till closing tonight."
She held her device against the tablet and entered a quick code to make that so. The selection was limited but eh, free stuff. We both hadn't eaten since the small pizza we split for lunch but, while I was eyeing the shrimp cocktail and a sweet lime margarita, Lina gazed at the competition area.
"Would you like anything to eat, Lina?"
She looked back as I h
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Star Trek A New Cardassia Chapter 1
Star Trek
A New Cardassia Chapter 1
2375
Cardassia Sector, Cardassia Prime, high orbit
Excelsior Class Starship USS Moonlight
Amenset breathed out as she watched the Cardassian homeworld from high orbit. Her white eyes studied the planet, the heart of the Cardassian Union, the heart of a dead empire trying desperately to survive utter devastation. She bit her pale lip to keep her emotions from surfacing when she thought of all the suffering. Not only on this but several Cardassian planets. How many tens of thousands died every day? Disease, dehydration, starvation, the people below suffered from all of it.
“They are ready for you planetside ma’am,” T’rell told her Laghanese friend.
Amenset smiled.
“You don’t need to call me that. we have the same rank,” she reminded her friend.
The Vulcan tilted her head with her hands behind her back.
“I am getting used to it I suppose,” she stated. “Considering that you are a Federation repr
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Star Trek A New Cardassia Chapter 2
Star Trek
A New Cardassia Chapter 2
2375
Cardassian Space, Cardassia Prime, Capital Cardassia City, Federation Embassy
Amenset’s office was not very impressive. Rather Spartan actually. A lone bookshelf without books, a thick brown desk with a chair. She had a window view at least with a big round window at her back and a small-but empty-fridge. Rito told her it was for short-term kanar storage so that a bottle was always on hand. She was thankful for a single functioning replicator, even if it only spewed out Cardassian food.
She sat in her chair and read the first report of how bad it was. In Cardassia City alone ninety percent lacked running water in any form, most bridges destroyed, fifty percent of the housing in the residential districts was gone. Both rich and poor families was in the same situation. The hospitals lacked power, even their emergency power was gone and throughout the entire city the power grid was down safe the embassy and Command, plus a few other places. T
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My Despairing Raven
My eyes fluttered.
"Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, I'll see you tomorrow," I heard them sing.
The darkness thinned.
My eyes opened. I couldn't see myself. I was inside, surrounded by blinding lights. I was mad with fever. My body was burning up, and yet I was shuddering violently; only straps kept me from falling into the endless abyss. I felt the sweat pour down my sticky body and soak the bed. I was dressed in white linens…
Then faces appeared, speaking in a deep language I could not comprehend. Their voices were assuring and warm. But I could not see their faces.
I was shivering with fever, cold, and fear.
Was I dying?
Where was I?
Please, don't put the lights out!
I went mad with furious fever forfeiting reason. I snarled like a beast who could tolerate its cage no longer. My forehead and hair rained upon them. Spite and spit: My veins filled with it. I thought I'd burst.
"NO! NO! NO!" I cried in delirium whilst I thrashed back and forth. "I'm afraid of the Dark! Please, don't
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Diary of a Sociopath
Monday, March 8, 2017
10:32am
On my walk between classes today, I had my first run in with a girl who my ‘friends’ said had a crush on me. Diane, I believe her name was. Maybe Delilah. We discussed the upcoming spring sports season. I could tell she enjoyed our conversation from her slight blush and posture. Every word that slipped from her mouth made me even more annoyed. Lucky for me the bell rang, saving me from the dreadful conversation. Her voice was riddled with insecurities; it was a rather unpleasant aspect of her domeanor. I suppose I could spend an hour of my time later and continue our conversation.
12:30pm
Lunch was quite nice. I had shepherd’s pie, coleslaw, and a can of some orange soda. I enjoyed listing to my tablemates. Since I was not very active in the talking, I was able to notice the subtle flaws that they all expressed at one time or another. They discussed, something about politics. I was not focused on the content, but I remember they were not
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Star Trek Grace of the USS Moonlight
Star Trek
Grace of USS Moonlight
2374
Cardassian Space, Torros III
Excelsior Class Starship USS Moonlight
Second Officer Amenset was standing in place of the Tactical Officer, her long flowing crimson hair strayed from its fancy form for moment when the bridge shook. Her fully white eyes stared forward at Captain Trevor Gray. The man was standing firmly between the Tactical console and the helmsman’s console, calm and unmoving.
The ships Tactical Officer had been wounded and had to be taken to the infirmary.
“Photon torpedoes striked a direct hit to their engines,” Amenset informed with a fierce and fiery voice. “The Jem’Hadar Battlecruiser is completely disabled. They are dead in space.”
Gray nodded.
“Very good. Focus fire on the Jem’Hadar Fighters on our ass.” He half-turned to look at his pale Second Officer. “Shield strength?”
“They are at thirty-seven percent,” Amenset replied. Her long pointy ears twitc
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Star Trek Die a Warrior
Star Trek
Die a Warrior
2398
Z-3 Sector
Nell System
Martok Class Battleship IKS Lotarhkin
“Ship decloaking aft,” a Klingon female at the sensor station informed. “Romulans Chancellor!”
“By all means, fire,” the aging warrior answered. “Don’t give them a change to decloak.”
He sat clad in full armor with the heavy Chancellor robe weighing significantly on his shoulders, as had his leadership post over these past decades. His black long hair had started to turn grey. His future weighed heavy on him, would he die in bed an old man on a warrior’s death in battle?
It had been almost a year since the Klingon-Romulan War broke out. the war had been brutal and that could barely describe the ground engagements. They were brutal, blood and oft merciless for the Romulans when they lost. Z-3 Sector was the third sector the Klingons fought in. Two Romulans sectors had already fallen to the Klingons and with the beloved and famous Chancello
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A Budding Rebellion Pt. 6
"Are you... are you sure this is going to work?"  Elrand shuffles behind Evelyn and Aidran, Harnan trails behind.  The small town of Drenfer draws nearer, seemingly a peaceful community, and yet Elrand can't help but feel nervous.
"Oh, I'd say this is a pretty solid plan."  Aidran claims.  He holds tightly to Evelyn's shoulder, as his eyes are covered with a strip of grey cloth.  "As long as nobody sees the odd red color of my eyes, we all look like a generic Olter family.  So, as long as we act normal, and pretend that we're related in some way, then we should be fine."
Elrand takes a deep breath, trying to force himself to appear calm.  He tries to focus on his feet, thinking that it might be easier if he doesn't have to look at anybody who might look at him.  Alright, according to Aidran and Evelyn, Drenfer is a small town of independent inns and marketers.  Due to the fact that it lays so close to a popularly traveled road, and a rive
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Gods and Mortals
We loved like Hera and Zeus.
Tricking each other into thinking
the other would better us, cure us
and that ours was a love
which would last so long
that we could take each other,
our bodies and souls for granted.
An endless chasm had opened
between us before we realised
we had convinced each other
our blood ran immortal ichor
Yet there wasn’t
a drop of it between us
This is what a borrowed forever
looks like; the person you love most
falling into a chasm you both created
and you are too far to save them.
In the end
there were no Gods
to save us.
We had killed them all.
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Journal Entry: Tue Jun 5, 2018, 12:06 PM




Unfortunately the doctors have found a blood clot in the left lower lobe of my lung.  This puts my health in serious risk and I have been put on a barrage of blood thinners.  They have also given me klonopin to calm me down, as I am a nervous wreck.  They say I have to stay on these blood thinners until mid November at best.  My wife has been a big help and I don't know what I would do without her.   My knee is healing up nicely and I continue to do my therapy as prescribed.  I miss you guys and hope to be back soon.  Love all my friends and followers and wish you the best till next we speak...

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Dave Rogers
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My name is David, and I am a happily married man . I have been writing since 1978, and to date have written more than 400 poems. I have poems published in two anthologies 'A Muse To Follow' and 'Surrender To The Moon.' I have two published books titled 'Whispers In The Wind' and 'The Songs Of Martyrs.' I have won numerous awards for poetry from Poetry.com and Shadow Poetry.
I live in Colorado, and I love it here and will always call it home. I enjoy movies a lot, and my favorite is James Bond. I have an eclectic taste in music and will listen to many genres to include Hard Rock, Rock, Punk, Country, Celtic, New Age, and much more.
My favorite Book is The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown. My favorite color is Orange. I am a huge lover of History (particularly English history).
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