Paul Pruett
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Far and Away, She Rose.A Poem by Paul PruettI find inspiration in the strangest places so often. |
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Katib al-IbarA Poem by Paul PruettThis is my first book of poetry. |
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SorrowA Poem by Paul PruettOne day I came home and found my roommate, Ron, bless his heart, sitting on the couch with a smile on his face. In my hand was a letter, from the Amh.. |
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My SihayaA Poem by Paul PruettThis poem is inspired by Frank Herbert's masterpiece DUNE. It is the name that Paul Muad'dib gives to Chani, his beloved wife. It means Desert Spring.. |
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InvasionA Poem by Paul PruettThis has been brewing, germinating in my mind for a while. I have tried several times to get this feeling down on paper. I think I succeeded. Hope so. |
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Dreams Of Lost LoveA Poem by Paul PruettThis started out as some prose. But I began to trim and cut here and there. I am fairly happy with the tone and feeling. What a meloncholy day. |
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Chances Are....A Poem by Paul PruettAnother brief time when the door to my soul opens. |
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Hear Me, O My Love, as I Cry Unto You.A Poem by Paul PruettThe Muse Graces me once again. |
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So Now Comes the AutumnA Poem by Paul Pruett |
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Room EnoughA Poem by Paul PruettI love being inspired. And the muse is so fleeting. She comes any time she so feels the need. Even at 1:30 in the Morning. |
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