R S Adams Jr

My Stories

  • THE TRAPS
    Slowly I lifted the lid of the camp oven. The inviting smell of cooking made my gastric juices run wild but I knew the tucker
    1100 words, 4 comments, February 17, 2006. In , Fiction
  • LOVE FOR A PIANIST.
    Was this a lover? Had she excited him because she was there and he was reacting as a young man to his soul mate?
    800 words, 5 comments, February 17, 2006. In Other
  • SAD HUG
    This was the first time I had ever seen my own son for such a long time.  That probably seems strange, but he has been away since he was only a child.  Now
    800 words, 3 comments, September 2, 2005. In <200 lines, Other

My Poetry

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My other items

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  • Life's Cello at allpoetry
    A pluck of strings and
    I feel sad music move inside me.
  • Winter's Promises at allpoetry
    Winter whispers steal across,
    envelope dead summer.
  • Sin and Roses at allpoetry
    He basks beneath blankets of green,
    where grasses grow in God’s beauty,

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