A poetic overture and of course, news from the writing front…

Curtain Fall

© 2016 Jon Corres Pirate Poet

Once again, the light of the Universe shines its brightest spotlight upon my being

I still recall the first time, when I arose from the mists of obscurity

Climbing the stairs of wisdom, pain, and lessons learnt

I walked, erect and with purpose in my stride

I looked out upon the cosmic ocean and theatre of the living

A vast expanse of whispering shade

All mumbling incoherently

None of that mattered as I fixed my gaze upon the very heavens that were in attendance and announced in a clear, loud and concise voice

I am!

As in all great plays, mine was three acts; This is my final

Before the curtain drops

This time I hear the voices of those who had addressed the vastness before me

I am bid to come forth and join them, to move on

My make – up has faded, the costume tattered and worn

None else join me in my fond farewell

I have vanquished my demons, raised many a spirit, laughed and loved

So now, to retire

The spotlight is shining on, awaiting the next brave soul

And thus I make way and leave you with this one thought ~

To whatever end you seek or goal of your desire

Always be that which resides deep within your heart and soul

Good eve and Great Fortune to one and all

The above is an oldie to a degree. However, thought I’d share a slice of what’s coming in the next poetic collection. As for the books… started a series of related subject short stories based on the following premise ~

It has been speculated and discussed that we are the primary progenitor of a multitude of dimensions or alternate universes. I have to say, that I believe that most hauntings are simply projections into this universe from alternate time lines coming forth. Ghosts and Poltergeists are the manic id of dreams and nightmares from our alternate existence selves. However, what would happen if we collided with our other selves? What if we could cross over at such times? Would we have to battle the monsters of nightmares dreamt of or created by ourselves?

All I need now is a title. What should I call it?
a) The numbers game – Improbable maths of reality?
b) Our futures past and present – when we face ourselves
c) Connections and bifurcations – Worlds beyond belief
d) Readers choice?

I’ve taken a brief hiatus from Camden’s Follies and Elder Offensive to get the new worlds and stories in gear. I’ve already penned/typed up 14 books so far, not including the poetry written. Still working on nailing down a good artist and such for covers, but getting there none the less and have my pain and nerve tonic for both editing another anthology and of course working on my own projects.

Until next time ~
Please feel free to contact me if you have questions or title suggestions. Silence may be golden, but that gold is worthless here!

~ The Pirate Poet



















































































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