Posted by admin on January 7, 2009
You can’t welch on a wish,
If you are a Djinni or magic fish.
Just like you can’t serve the lord
If you wishes aren’t his words.
Long hair and dainty looks
Are great to those who live in lust.
But strong character and good deeds
Are those who our great Lord needs.
You can’t help another grow
If your soul is dead and faith slow.
First comes the fire to purge yourself
Then the warmth to touch everyone else.
Great works wrought in pride
Are to hell a one-way ride.
But simple everyday life
done right never brings strife.
You can’t lose if you live your dream
And your dreams are the dreams of God.
You can’t lose if you chase sunbeams,
And your dreams are dreams of God.
Copyright 2008 Kelly David Tolman
This poem was meant to be humorous and light-hearted as well as point to the great potential of mankind.
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Posted by admin on January 5, 2009
The Cleansing of Darnuth Keep is a fantasy novel describing the adventures of Colter Halfspear as he becomes a man and an initiate of magical powers.
True to his word, Pascalli led us to the base of a high cliff overlooking the sprawling mountains. All around us snow glistened in the sunlight and a chill wind bit at our ears and noses. A wide cave opened into the side of the mountain and disappeared into blank darkness beyond.
As we rode into the cave, the sunlight began to disappear and the footing became dangerous for our horses. We dismounted and Pascalli [...] Continue Reading…
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Posted by admin on January 2, 2009
My pen and soul
as I sit are open
to the world and you.
They say I should not be so.
People are wrong.
My pen has never failed.
It will not now. It takes
my mind to you.
I go home, or come back.
You are nowhere.
My pen will fill the pit.
But even the words can not
replenish what is gone. You
are gone, but I am not alone.
I will go on.
My pen goes on.
It will guide me, it always
has. When next I see you
my pen too will have left.
We will be one.
Copyright 2009 Kelly David Tolman
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Posted by admin on December 31, 2008
Heartbeats shiver like squirrels in th frost.
They know I’m cold.
Hearts feel faint;
They taste like muffins,
bust smell only of old mold.
These squirrels feel the way a lemon sounds
When it drops to the ground.
Kathy Williams was a squirrel
in John Day a long time ago.
And moonbeams dance
the way fish mingle
when the water’s warm.
She wasn’t a squirrel at all.
Fudge fish don’t care,
Even though if the wind blows
the dogs will bark.
I hear their cold growlls;
they look tainted in teh mist.
Geez you’re short.
The random pipes of memory broke
the heart I watched,
and it stopped beating.
The squirrels were as sad as sparkling starlight
that danced in a crystal [...] Continue Reading…
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Posted by admin on December 29, 2008
The Cleansing of Darnuth Keep is a fantasy novel describing the adventures of Colter Halfspear as he becomes a man and an initiate of magical powers.
After Havensod I began endless days of practice with sword and spear and bow. Pascalli carried an enormous oak shaft he would brandish when rancor took him, but he also hid a sword beneath his cloak. Iven preferred his hammer over anything else, but he relented long enough to show me the proper use of my father’s spear.
“Hold it thus,” he told me. “And watch your footwork.” He usually said that after I tripped [...] Continue Reading…
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Posted by admin on December 26, 2008
Sometimes shadows
play tricks on our minds
just the way
rain clouds do.
Lost lemmings come
when nightmares become
daydreams with no way
to split the two.
light makes shadows real by hiding
just as day
makes night sparkle.
Crystal rose oozes
up when dawn filters
out Tuesday bright rays
burn mucky dew.
Shadow glass rabbits
mingle with Gods,
casting a grand play
writeen by . . .
Pisspots and brainbeams
bouncing on walls of steel,
no one knows th way
to Katmandu.
Hearts burst in spurts
at times. Nobody
holds tigers at bay
when old clocks run
and we bounce again
and the shadows come.
the dimness stays
the day out
making puddles on teh brain
grow deep and rank
until the shadows spray
evening dew.
Gray rabbits will forget
patterns. Becoming shadow;
new time [...] Continue Reading…
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Posted by admin on December 24, 2008
Making fantasy writing believable is both much more simple and much more complicated than a lot of people estimate. Generally because they think of fantasy as something completely separate from other types of writing.
Yes writing fantasy tends to involve leaps of logic and putting faith in the author, but at its core, that is not what makes a fantasy unbelievable. That suspension of disbelief must happen in any fiction, whether a mystery, a spy thriller, or when writing fantasy.
The key is primarily to write good characters. If the dialoge feels forced or the descriptions are unnatural or stilted, then [...] Continue Reading…
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Posted by admin on December 22, 2008
The Cleansing of Darnuth Keep is a fantasy novel describing the adventures of Colter Halfspear as he becomes a man and an initiate of magical powers.
I thought we would point the wagon towards one of the many city gates, but instead we drove to the old fort near the center of town where the Eastern Watch kept their command. Though the town came alive early with farmers and artisans already preparing for a busy day in the city’s sprawling markets, the fort seemed abandoned. All around the noise of the city erupted almost at once, while the old fort [...] Continue Reading…
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Posted by admin on December 19, 2008
The great advantage of being a scientist is that you see the world for what it is, as it is, and you maintain no bias one way or the other about how it is. The great advantage of believing in something is that no matter what you see or hear or are told, you will find what you are looking for. Greg’s advantage laid in a unique combination of belief and science sometimes labeled insanity. A thin, elderly man with only a few strands of gray hair, thick glasses, and a penchant for polo shirts; Greg hardly presented an [...] Continue Reading…
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Posted by admin on December 17, 2008
I read an invitation to dream today.
The words formed a magical display,
that made me think of love and thoughtful hope
I would have cried if I could. But I know,
Just isn’t proper.
“Come sit,” it said, and spin me happy tales.
Stay with me tonight, beside shadows stale.
Learn how dreamers sleep and love, wake and live.
Do not let feelings close too tight, give
the world beauty.
Please don’t think I’m too strange ecause I love
the way i feel, or feel that I am above
all the usual norms of happiness.
I’m not. My life is still the propervmess
it was tomorrow.
Follow the stars if [...] Continue Reading…
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