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Harlequin Nights
Harlequin Nights
Harlequin Nights
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Harlequin Nights

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This book is feelings, emotions and truths. It is understanding, perception and freedom. The words came from my soul. They appeal to anyone and everyone. These are the lyrics to the music of my experiences.




I didn't know what I wanted to do after I graduated high school. I had dabbled in writing here and there but never really considered making a living at it. Mostly, I wrote about personal things, events and feelings that I needed to get out but did not want to share with anyone. Through writing, I found that it helped me express myself in a unique medium that almost anyone can relate to. It also provided a challenging aspect for me to attempt to articulate sensations that, in most cases, are almost indescribable.




Realizing that I did indeed have something to say, I continued to write about people and places, events and emotions. Then, slowly, I found that others were interested in what I had to say. One place that I found early on was the online community DeviantART.com. Finding other writers and artists at DeviantART sharing their beauty and truths through their artistry, I had to join. I wanted to share my style and writings, hoping to get feedback and learn to hone my literary ability, if I indeed had any.




Soon after, I found that artists did like my poetry and prose. And they encouraged me to share more. I found other writers and digital artists that inspired me. DeviantART has been a great place to meet wonderfully talented artists coming together and sharing their craft for all to see.




It wasn't long after joining DeviantART that I recognized the next logical step in my progression: publishing my material. I searched for over a year, trying to find a publisher willing to take a chance on me. They were few and far between. Then I happened upon the Trafford website one day and my whole life changed. They call it print-on-demand. I call it the needle in the haystack!




I decided to write under a pen name because right now I feel my words and thoughts and ideas are more important than who they came from. Besides, if you read my work, you already know me, in a way. I want to inspire and open the eyes of the world. I want to make people think about themselves and society at large.




I don't want to over-commercialize and get caught up in the pop culture spotlight. I just want to get my words and ideas out to the people. That's why I made my book as simply as possible. I don't want the packaging to get in the way of the message. If they like me, great. If they don't, that's o.k. too. Either way, I'm doing what I want to do. And I'm making my mark. Thanks for looking.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateAug 7, 2003
ISBN9781412212724
Harlequin Nights
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Harlequin

Harlequin was born January 1, 1978, in Mankato, Minnesota. His current residence is Duluth, Minnesota. His anonymity is important to him because right now he feels his words are more significant than his identity. Accomplishments (literary): 1997: Poem published in Chambers of Time by the National Library of Poetry. 1998: Poem published in A Symphony of Verse by the National Library of Poetry. 1998: Poem published in Best Poems of 1998 by the National Library of Poetry. 2001: Poem published in Poetry Gems 2000 by Famous Poets Society. 2001: Poem published in Perceptions of Infinity by the International Library of Poetry. 2002: (Feb.) Poem featured on the website deviantART.com. His email address is epiphany50@msn.com

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    Harlequin Nights - Harlequin

    Victim

    With each step I take

    Away from that which I cannot shake

    My mind unable to contemplate

    The foggy mystery of my fate.

    Looking back, seeing my fear

    The fire evaporates my tear

    Purging itself as it draws near

    No hope to steer me clear.

    I run from you with all my power

    Time passing hour by hour

    This chase, like me, you will devour

    Your grasp opens, a blossoming flower.

    With every step I incline

    In the end, your way was mine

    Overstepping every line

    In the end, your way, not mine.

    So here at last, the time has come

    Fear and loathing leave me numb

    With my last breath, I succumb

    To you, the light, where I am from

    My Atheist Bride

    I fell for a woman

    Great in body and mind

    She is an atheist, this woman

    And a one of a kind

    On our first date

    I took her to dinner

    She told me while we ate

    In my mind raced, ‘Sinner’

    But as my love for her

    Grew with each passing day

    Our moments together, a blur

    Our joy carried us away

    Every day spent in bliss

    We talked of finance and fate

    Every night ended with a kiss

    A future together, we sought to create

    And when I asked for her hand

    That beautiful, hot summer night

    On bended knee, the air, the sand

    She took my ring, making everything right

    Now I’m standing here

    With my atheist bride

    My love in that white veil so dear

    Off into the sunset we will ride

    So I fell for a woman

    Great in knowledge so pure

    She is an atheist, and with her man

    We stand ready to fight the future…

    Anatomy of a Tear

    They glide

    On the breeze

    Released to fly,

    Each blink, a cue

    Forging our peace

    One breath at a time

    A cure for all poisons

    Surely they are from God

    For their range is never-ending

    Reaching out to everyone, everything

    Like a phantom, it haunts and lingers inside

    Within the mind hides emotion in a house of cards

    Shaking our very foundations, only to free us again

    An unwrapped present simply made and divinely sweet

    They are the deep blue of the ocean, dark velvet of the sky

    To rain them down takes courage and character so strong

    Always teaching us the path

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