The Case of the Providence Geode [2nd Edition]The Case of the Providence Geode [2nd Edition]The Case of the Providence Geode [2nd Edition] by Michel-le-fou
Chapter One. The Thing from the Bay
There was a large gathering of men at the mouth of Narragansett Bay, on the afternoon of March 25. The Providence municipality had ordered a dredging crew to probe the water, following reports that fish and other things in the bay were altered. The crew of four men assembled at the bay by half-past 4 that day. They brought a line and net with them, and lowered it slowly into the bay at the mouth. The net eventually found and snared something hard and heavy, like stone. The crew notified their contractors, who stood further inland, that they had discovered something. They spent about one hour hauling it out of the bay; but, around a quarter till six, they had succeeded. Then, everyone there gathered around the object. They gaped in awe and disbelief.
The object was, in fact, a stone. It was black in hue, with reddish streaks of an unknown ele
Ode to Rain (2015)Ode to Rain (2015)Ode to Rain (2015) by Michel-le-fou
“I love rain.”
I sit and listen to the rain fall;
I thrill at the voice of thunder.
‘T would seem to be the Lord of Heaven’s voice
Warning everyone below to “Run!”
I sit with my love in my arms, and enjoy.
I may wonder
What has become of those still under?
Perhaps they finally ran.
The sound of the rain may be Heaven’s laughter;
The rain, its tears of mirth.
I like to ponder,
Until the storm has gone,
Its effects on both beast and man.
Its effect on me is much different;
I know ‘t would come
E’en long before it had begun.
So I sit and listen, and enjoy,
Until it is done.
Rain Sonnet 2 (2015)Rain Sonnet 2 (2015)Rain Sonnet 2 (2015) by Michel-le-fou
Beyond my room, the rain is falling;
‘T is late, but needed water.
Within my walls, my love is calling;
The room fills with her laughter.
Her joyful tears fall to the floor;
They leave small puddles wherever they fall.
I find my way to her embrace;
She knows that I come always at her call.
Outdoors, the cool wind will blow
And the long, cold rain will rain.
I need not care the weather more,
When I am in my love’s arms again.
The long cold rain surely rains;
But I am in my love’s arms again.
Rain Poem 1 (2015)Rain Poem 1 (2015)Rain Poem 1 (2015) by Michel-le-fou
We stood arm-in-arm by my window
To watch a sudden shower fall;
She pulled me closer tenderly,
And we watched the raindrops, one and all.
Then I turned to see her face,
And happy tears dropped like the rain.
Rain means renewal to tree and plant.
Tears of joy and delight will mean
A heart in the midst of Love’s sweet thrall,
Singing her tender refrain.
If you could look into her heart, you would find
That she is in a joyful dance.
All that I have spoken is divine grace;
Not a speck of it is due to chance.
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There lies a tomb
Run down and dilapidated
It hides the secret well
Through the cobwebs and decay
This empty sepulcher cries out
Hoping for the master to return
It did not always lie this way
He was here
Or was he?
The name on the stone
The carvings on the wall
His greatness masked by the mystery
His life marred by tragedy
I was a child of 13 when I discovered it
Much older when I deciphered it
Even older when I understood it
Or was I?
The heir, I was not
Just a bystander to the inept
Jealousy and rage filled the air
How could they ignore this grand monument?
Him, for that matter
Sure, this house lay dormant
Only a faint whisper of the wind
Not even the rat or the spider ventured near
Or did they?
My vigil, waiting for him was long
Days of staring turned to weeks
Weeks to months, months to years
This candle burned
The flame of my innocence turned to passion
The tears of my prayers turned to blood
CrashFire eats the soul away.Crash by Rest-In-Pinkness
Only forever bone can stay.
Crash and burn.
Chalk scratches the board,
Spelling out mournful afford.
Crash and learn.
A craving in the dark.
Louder than a single spark.
Crash and yearn.
Debt thicker than butter
Clogging the heart gutter.
Crash and earn.
Love chunky and raw.
Stand back in mock awe.
Crash and spurn.
Rushing river of pain.
What will it gain?
Crash and churn.
So many fruitless collisions..
Lost for sense decisions.