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    Eclectic Poetry: A Poem for Every Mood
    Eclectic Poetry: A Poem for Every Mood
    Eclectic Poetry: A Poem for Every Mood
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    Eclectic Poetry: A Poem for Every Mood

    By Ben Sheldon

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    Eclectic Poetry presents a collection of author Ben Sheldons best poems, conceived and written over several years. These verses cover many different moods and unique experiences. Sheldon presents them by topic, making them easily accessible based upon the mindset of the reader. They explore such topics as relationships, humor, personal thoughts, and the dark side of life.

    Eclectic Poetry allows you to select a poem that suits that moments experience and your needs at that time. From the starkness of Death Row to the sarcasm of Remote Control to the humor of 15 Minutes of Fame, Sheldon explores the wide range of human emotions in this poetry collection.

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    Reviewed my life the other day;
    Unwound myself, rewound my thoughts,
    And relived againfast forward,
    Like silent Charlie Chaplin movie,
    Pushing a cart uphill past rail tracks,
    While the train steams along closer.
    Charlie, playing me, nears top then slips,
    And rolls down over the rail road,
    Just missing the chugging engine.
    Ive repeated that pointless effort,
    So many times in my life across
    Risky paths that looked deceptively safe.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisheriUniverse
    Release dateFeb 1, 2013
    ISBN9781475962147
    Eclectic Poetry: A Poem for Every Mood
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    Ben Sheldon

    Ben Sheldon got a bachelor's degree from England and a Master's degree from Massachusetts. He has lived in Europe and the US, and traveled in four continents. For the past several years, Sheldon has lived in the San Francisco Bay Area. IDEA of the Book: Whenever an original story idea would cross his mind, he would write it down, for a possible future novel, etc. So many story plots accumulated in Sheldon's notebooks, that he "would have needed nine lives to use them all up". He added: "Not being in the cat family, I decided to let other writers have a go at it". The result is this useful book, as a writers' quarry to excavate for their find.

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