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Tarringo T. Vaughan

Mind Of a Creative Writer

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…and I didn’t belong there, but for that moment, I wasn’t supposed to be anywhere else. We didn’t have much in common except we were men, unattached...

Thoughts From A Patio At The End Of July I wonder where I would be in life – if I chose a different road. If I challenged fate I wonder where the paths of...

The sun shines in a mist of steady heat down upon the heartbeat of sleeping city streets. Soon, the traffic will rise — tempered as it grows in size steadily...

Spring sings through the microphone of melancholy skies as I take a sip of a delicate breeze through bohemian eyes. I am a wanderer with a mind rapidly in bloom...

after all the thinking over the years, I just can’t stop wiping the sweat that steadily flows from my mind. On a day like today thoughts become like a humidity...

Thwarted tears puddled underneath the promises left behind in a young boy’s heart; abandoned love – the foundation of trust torn apart and he said he would...

The air is soft, gentle and virgin as a stubborn fog grips calmly onto a fragrant sky that is barely functional as this morning in South Windsor arises. There...

There are times where I’m just an admirer and there are times… when I am the admired but for all that I’ve become I still fear at times those unfamiliar...

Love, in the creation of a moment, kneeled down before me on bended knee and within it’s presence the sounds of steady winds drifting in from the rhymes and...

I write this poem I write this poem as I have discovered the manhood of a journey and puberty of discovery; I write this poem with the breath of early summer winds...


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