VALORMORE DE PLUME : Writing

Rods

Rods

A Poem by VALORMORE DE PLUME


By which rod do we measure our self.
Random Moments

Random Moments

A Poem by VALORMORE DE PLUME


As a string of pearls, Random Moments, make up the bulk of our memory. This poem celebrates textures.
My Modest Muse

My Modest Muse

A Poem by VALORMORE DE PLUME


My relationship with the muse.
Bowl of Tears

Bowl of Tears

A Poem by VALORMORE DE PLUME


Suicide topic.
Dance Of The Dandelions

Dance Of The Dandelions

A Poem by VALORMORE DE PLUME


From a musical prompt, of the same name.
Why Are We Here

Why Are We Here

A Poem by VALORMORE DE PLUME


Answers, everyone knows, yet we don't know we know. It's just too simple.
A New Way To See

A New Way To See

A Story by VALORMORE DE PLUME


Stan gets new glasses. What he sees is alarming.
Ties That Bind

Ties That Bind

A Poem by VALORMORE DE PLUME


A Christian friend, endures daily persecution, in a muslim country. All I can do is pray for them and encourage readers to send a prayer of their own.
The Potion

The Potion

A Story by VALORMORE DE PLUME


From the time before Aultophar.
A Little Time

A Little Time

A Poem by VALORMORE DE PLUME


Eternity?

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