Antoni De'Leon
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Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content. (Helen Keller).
Tiffany, Dhar, JBaz, Rommie, Grz, Paul, Mike, Sid, NA, Michelle L, Caitlin, Sarah P. List unfinished.
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"Be it ever so heinous, there's no place like humbug".
Hilariously, awful Grinchy story of a horrid past year and a humbug to have to write about it. There was an annoying bunch of relatives, pesky lazy teens, warts and boils and an ungrateful green hairy body, horrid friends, illness and not enough finances to do everything on the bucket list. So now the Grinchy author needs to write a satirical story about it all, so she/he/it will feel better and justified for being a grump. Is the story true or false. Who cares! It gets the job done.
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Motivation
Tales of Mary's Hearth and Heart.
In a cozy little apartment in Brooklyn NY lived Mary Hutcherson, she had occupied this same space for more than forty years. The house was a three story townhouse made of brick and fronted with a brownstone facade. In New York City, brownstones can be seen everywhere.
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Families
The Night Cafe by Van Gogh
A pro and con critique of The Night Cafe by Van Gogh I have a kind of empathetic love for Van Gogh. His entire life was akin to the tortured existence which is so reminiscent of the emotional ups and downs which govern humanity's inner turmoil. A kind of madness which exists inside of us all, and rears its head, some can control it some cannot. And therein lies the rub. Who can say which of us is mad and which is, partially or completely, sane?
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Critique
Purple Shells
Veil , Maple, Halcyon , Horizon , Shell Two friends walked along the shore, where purple shells lay scattered beneath the sky’s vast veil...their dreams felt both bright and tattered. The maple leaves, though distant, offers tales of strength and grace. In their hearts, they found a rhythm, in each other’s pace.
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Poets
“Laughter is timeless, imagination has no age and dreams are forever".
winter flurries soon will make themselves known, their cold kisses adorning our hair and cheeks little faces upturned to nature's gathering of warmth exchanging it for cold embraces, pets romp as they leap with glee
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Poets
Giving thanks on behalf of my Friend
I write on behalf of my Vocal friend, let us name her Leticia (not her real name. Letty has been my mentor here in my writing journey and is actually the one who introduced me to the platform. She says that I have the writing skills of someone far more advanced in years than my actual age. I bet you all think that I am fully grown, but I am not actually quite there yet.
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Humans
