those halcyon Days . . .

June 8th, 1997

 

and, while I, was Away

( He, was Home )

 

He played the last eight games with all the passion his heart was capable of, finishing the season with a .560 batting average, 8 home runs ( two in a game, twice ), and 42 r.b.i.s . . .

the infield saw his practiced grace keep the hits from ever seeing the outfield grass, and more than a few of his assists turned into double-plays, making second base a foolish place to hit a ball . . .

the St. Lucie National Little League, St. Louis Cardinals, won the League Championship (21/7), advancing to the StrongTeam Finals, and lost in the 3rd Round with a 4-2 standing . . . by all accounts, it was a good season, and a lot of young boys became young men right before our eyes that year . . .

another trophy will take its place on an already crowded shelf, as a shiny and gold phalanx of still-life icons parade across the diamonds of his bedroom, of the fields of his dreams, and of his once-and-still-glorious paths, of summer . . .

his focus, his dedication, his ability, and his love of the game have elevated all who come to watch him play, for one cannot help but sense a kind of natural presence when he walks on a field . . .

and his quietly amazing talents, when fused with the sheer fervency of his youth, become the magic of all he will ever aspire to be . . .

and, in two weeks . . . the All-Stars . . .

 

 

 

from The Voyage of Kings – The Ring – The Sixth DoveTale – The Grace of Swans

 

 

 

Baseball sky 2

 

 

 

 

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the voyage of a king, the fall of an empire

 

 

 

 

as He approached the pale-blue jewel called Urth, nestled in the nocturnal sea of Stars known for its rather milky aspect, at last, having suffered the long dark kiss of Night for what felt like an eternity, while pondering a face He could not quite remember, and the memory of a place He cannot seem to forget, Ever moved forward into the waiting arms of Destiny, and finally came to rest upon a page in the tragic history of a brave new world on the threshold of disgrace . . .

and all at once, as He felt a great hush moving slowly across the Universe, as the air around Him vibrated softly, as if the sky were soon to crack from the weight of certainty, He knew that the rose He had walked all Creation to find was here . . . and just when the Dawn gave up Her promise to the Day, He saw, high up on a hill crowned like a human skull, a sight now etched in His heart for ever, a man, nailed to a cross . . . and the man on the cross was the Rose of Avalon . . . and yes, the Rose of Avalon, was His Son . . .

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from The Voyage of Kings ~ A StoryTeller’s Dream     The Prologue – A Bridge,  A Cross,  Eternity

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The Voyage of Kings ~ A StoryTeller's Dream

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when Echoes were born

found on Amazon . . .

for 29.99 . . .

 

The Voyage of Kings

The Voyage of Kings

 

Amazon Best Sellers Rank:  #12,005,447

stop the presses !!!

This first venture into self-publishing cost me a little over $2000 . . . and I think I sold 5 copies. . . 

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of Ancient Voices

from so far, far ago,  and so very long away . . .  

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VOK Book Cover from 2000

Front Cover from 2000

Book Back Cover from 2000 aaa

Back Cover from 2000

Book Back Cover from 2008

Book Back Cover from 2008

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The front and back covers of my first book, self-published in 2000 as a paperback, and from then onward in a white, 9″ x 12″, 3-ring binder format . . . 

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