D. J. Reddall

Joined June 2022

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I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.

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Total Immersion
What sort of story would be required To immerse you completely in itself? Would being given all you desired Work, or would that leave too much on the shelf?
By D. J. Reddall12 months ago in Poets
The True North
No taunt or tariff Could keep these winter soldiers From besting their foes
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets
Lunatics. Top Story - February 2025.
We are contemplating the lofty moon As is a Romantic's sacred duty Whether at dawn, midnight or sultry noon We seek what is sublime, or has beauty
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets
Stage Fright
What if a spoiled fool Played a hero on TV And became a king?
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets
Emergency Measures
I don't know about you But I am incredulous Special arrangements ostensibly designed To mitigate the effects of a rare and terrible disaster
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets
Trump Musk
Subtlety is not an option An aggressive fragrance: vanity and greed Are evident immediately, though notes of Despair vie for sovereignty with distinct
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets
Transpicuous
Each of these small words Belonged to me alone, but Now they've become ours
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets
Unmasked
A menu of distinct alternatives Means of concealing the startling truth Despite the many sweet superlatives There is a void behind the mask, forsooth
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets
Ancestor Worship
So many, brief lives Spent seeking the affection Of immobile hearts
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets
Just So
Grammar helps "To be" is a verb Being is what you're up to As you sneeze Or laugh, or remember dreams "Yes" is an adverb, aiding the verb
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets
The Silence of the Gods
Some of us must summon the bravery To venture deep into the wilderness To consult the gods, the better to see What has caused their silent, strange bitterness
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets
Become a Buffalo
The weight of courage The size of brave endurance Shaped like defiance
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets