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Tarringo T. Vaughan

Mind Of a Creative Writer

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  Steady moments blanketed on a canvas of time, fallen are the memories now scattered across sidewalks where the footprints of childhood once rhymed.   We...

It is upon the thought of my demise that I wonder if the memory of me shall wake into tomorrow’s sunrise or will I fade into the distant echoes of what once...

Lanky, skinny, black boy, age of sixteen years; shirt from k-mart, pants from sears. He sits alone at a cafeteria table with no one to occupy his time. They...

  So young were the days we dreamed.   Innocent filtered streets were so inspired – as the growth of our minds never tired.   We grew up...

For so long I’ve searched for someone to see me—someone to look deep beyond these eyes and capture the true meaning of me; someone who can trace the true...

  California dreamin’, slight breeze streamin’ through the ocean waves of the Pacific.           And I am feeling terrific as I study the...

My sadness beats steadily against the noise of silent eyes who look through my heart.   I stand still in the middle of a circle of invisibility staring...

I’ve never before been to a place ready to embrace me for all that I am. And as we passed Truro that New Years Eve I looked out a fogged up passenger...

Sometimes I feel like a bird without wings, unable to fly; no strength to glide, no way to escape, emotions hidden inside. Like a bird I was born to soar and...

  I woke up one time in the 1920’s.  A slight drool tickled my chin as it dripped down on the current edition of “The Crisis”.  I was a long way...


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