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    Poetry & Perception Vol. 4
    Poetry & Perception Vol. 4
    Poetry & Perception Vol. 4
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    Poetry & Perception Vol. 4

    By Wolf Sherman

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    Both short and quite lengthy poems on love, romance, loss, betrayal, war, politics, death and the few things in between that make up our realities, lives, dreams and nightmares...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherWolf Sherman
    Release dateJan 11, 2016
    ISBN9781310675911
    Poetry & Perception Vol. 4
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    Wolf Sherman

    Biography - Wolf ShermanWolf was born in 1970, grew up in Pretoria and after school joined the South African Police in 1988. During 1993 he was transferred to Johannesburg. During his colourfully interesting police career he was attached to several specialist divisions that include the anti-vehicle theft unit, organised-crime-and-political-investigations unit, and the East-Rand Murder & Robbery unit. After his police career he successfully applied his experience in the corporate financial world as insurance investigator and financial planner.Wolf is 48-years of age, have been blessed with three daughters, and is an avid blood and blood platelet donor. He fills his time by weaving his unusual life experience and keen interest in religion, metaphysics, war and political research and that of his love for food and classical music - into his poetry, fictional short stories, and novels.“A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one.” - George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons.I'm always curious to listen when people talk about which book - ever - they'd first read. For me it was “The Man Called Noon” that was published in 1970. I suppose that it goes without saying the 1973 film directed by Peter Collinson - of the same name - as the 1970 Louis L'Amour novel, was quite a hit in the day.I was always in love with the books in which storytellers extended an invitation right from the word go, and pulled me in into a different world. The next early love for me growing up were bookshops and libraries. But I'd consider libraries had the first place. My love for both novels and short stories grew over the years, but somehow short stories found me more often. In part, I think because one can sponge it up in a single sitting, and move on to the next world, so to speak.On the topic of short stories, the storytellers in this instance tell how they see it - but being forced far quicker to relay that. I have no doubt that any short story can be stretched out and pinned down to become a novel - if one wanted to. Obviously there is no set length that a short story has to subscribe to, but I'd imagine anything from five-thousand to twenty-five-or-so-thousand words is adequate to save someone, murder a few people, get some revenge, use most of the rope in your boot, discard the spade when you're done, and go in hiding till the whole thing blows over. Of course, if there's a body to begin with... Which really stems from poor planning - I have always thought - in a story. Naturally. Of course, we also need to fall in love at some point and give our whole heart to someone special. It makes for a more balanced killer. In a story. Naturally.Look me up on:Pinterest @ Wolf Sherman BooksInstagram: @Wolf_ShermanTwitter: @WolfSherman2

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      Poetry & Perception Vol. 4 - Wolf Sherman

      Poetry & Perception Vol. 4

      Copyright © All Rights Reserved - - Wolf Sherman. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means electronically, electrostatic magnetic tape or mechanically; including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without prior permission in writing from the author.

      Index

      We Are A Scoop Of Dust

      Slayer Of Reality

      Once Upon A Cross

      Sixteen Quiet Hooves

      Marble And Chalk

      Madness

      The Invitation

      A Mountain To Climb

      Destination Obscured

      Happy Christmas

      Medals & Skulls

      A Mystical Mile

      A New Year To Master

      Happy Christmas

      Unwrapping Christmas

      The Podium Of Winter

      Last Prayer

      The Roundabout Starts In Paris

      Innocent Temptress

      Thorns But Keep Going

      Chair By The Shower

      Lonely Loving Hand

      50 Shades Of Grey

      Amber Tide

      Profound Sadness

      Erotic Thoughts

      Game plan

      Unfulfilled Passion

      Morning Glory

      Journey

      We Are A Scoop Of Dust

      Well trained minds a kill to make

      Leave a dust storm in their wake

      The older brains before have gone

      Illuminated their names still shone

      Invite a rounder table to begin

      Each a fair chance of suffering

      Listen how a soul of hope and fear

      Do things to keep loved ones near

      Stand a sword right by our door

      As wind pour dirt to wash our floor

      Train our eyes down to the dust

      On our knees scoop it if we must

      Time rubs

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