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DRAGON EGGS, A CHILDRENS’ POEM SERIES

I don’t know how or why this began, but it’s a series of children’s poems with more to follow.

If you know my writing you will know this is most out of character. In fact, in the near future I shall post the first chapter of a novel, fully written and currently being edited, which goes beyond horrific. For now, please enjoy these poems.

 

DRAGON EGGS

 

 

 

Dragon eggs, though very small

Will yield a beast surprisingly tall.

All it takes is a safe wet abode

To yield a monster oh so bold.

So if you find their eggs, it would set the world a shiver

With the awesome possibility the beast may someday deliver.

But if it’s near the dawn of the day

Take your find, then straight away

Invite your friends, but tell not what you found

And create a huge omelet to go around.

 

DRAGON EGG OMELET

 

You’ve made your omelet,

A massive omelet

With good things deep inside,

Your friends all joined

But now they’re gone

Perhaps you better hide.

 

For left alone

To clean the kitchen

What is that smell of burning?

The ground is shaking, thump, thump, thump,

For company now you’re yearning.

 

A roar does sound

A mighty roar

And things fall off the wall,

A flame roars past the window,

Should 911 you call?

 

The house grows hot,

So very hot

A huge eye peers the window,

Seeking the eggs she made with love

The dragon’s come to find you.

 

DRAGON’S DISCOVERY

 

She roars a voice

A mighty voice

The tell you of her anger.

You’ve done her harm

A mighty harm

With omelets to your favor.

 

They were so good

So very good

Good food inside your tummy.

But the dragon roars

A mighty roar,

That isn’t very funny.

 

She cries, “My kids, my kids are gone,

“Your evil killed my offspring,

“Who will replace me?

“Who will live on?

“What future does your kill bring?”

 

She weeps a tear,

A mighty tear

That tears your heart asunder,

The thunder roars, a mighty roar

How could you know her sorrow?

 

She loves her family,

Her now gone family,

Family love she cannot hide,

Her heart is broken, mightily broken,

With sorrow now you cry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

February 26, 2015 at 8:45 pm 2 comments

Local Author Event

My great writer friend, Sherrie Palmer, was great in making this event possible.

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You never know how much talent there is in your own back yard. I discovered this last Saturday when Erin McCole Cupp and I invited local authors to come and spend the afternoon at the Atglen Public Library.

We ended up with a dozen authors coming. Many authors had more than one book available. Some of them are also performing storytellers, historians, educators, scientists, lawyers, journalists and more. Many are available for school visits and offer workshops.

I was both nervous and excited about the day. Unfortunately, the weather wasn’t great and I was afraid that would keep people from coming. I was afraid it would be quiet and sad that the weather kept people away. Instead I was pleasantly surprised to see that the day was upbeat and fun!

The authors arrived mostly one at a time which was great because then Erin and I could meet them and…

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February 21, 2015 at 6:15 pm Leave a comment

SHIT, I’M GETTING OLD

I know I shouldn’t complain. Every day I read of lives in the obituaries whose existence ended shorter than mine. But sometimes it’s hard to keep that in prospective.

I sit here writing in my house in Pennsylvania wearing a woolen hat, which is what prompts this communication. I am freezing. The outside temp may reach 16 degrees. I won’t talk about the wind. As those of you who follow closely my life through my blog, I thank you, and you also know I had a book signing last Saturday. In preparation for that momentous event, I did something I do on a routine do, and do not have a word for, being about four times a year. Semi-annual times two, I don’t know. Anyway, I am a bonehead both figuratively and physically. I requested use of a #2 blade, I think a #1 blade would resemble something of the order of a guillotine. So as the temperature plummets, I sit here working in my blue woolen hat.

Just thought I’d share, in case you feel my writing has suddenly taken up a cold nature.

February 20, 2015 at 7:02 pm Leave a comment

THE LOOKING GLASS WAR by JOHN LeCARRE’

My reading volume has increased since becoming a fulltime writer, as it should. Also, because I’m a fulltime writer with minimal sales and retired, I haunt the Goodwill store and local library where books can be obtained, hardback for one dollar and paperbacks for fifty cents. I love bringing home an armful of books for next to nothing. My piles of books grow and I feel I’m surrounded by, soon to be, old friends.

During my book-buying adventures I stumbled upon books by John LeCarre’. I put them aside for I thought they would be too dated, spies and the cold war. But when I finally went to read the novels, I was in for a treat I did not expect.

The Looking Glass War, published in 1965, is a spy novel. Because of its publication date, I thought it might not offer much, instead, it was a book I could not put down.

We are all familiar with the James Bond character and the adventures described in Mission Impossible movies where the characters succeed in everything they attempt and nothing goes wrong.

Give me a break!

In LeClarre’s spy novel, the spies make mistakes, their frailties play into their work – they are human. Not only does everything not go right, little does. As they try to do their job they worry about cost and budgets.

If you want an entertaining read, try to find some of this author’s books.

February 19, 2015 at 8:05 pm 2 comments

POST BOOK SIGNING

We had the book signing on Valentine’s Day.

With approximately ten authors, there were more books than signings.

Insert my favorite phase from Kurt Vonnegut.

I would like to thank Erin Cupp for her great organizational skills and my good friend and fellow writer, Sherrie Palmer, for arranging for the Atglen Public Library for holding this event, , providing an opportunity to meet area writers.

My daughter, Lynn, was in attendance along with her boyfriend, Tyler and his son, Tripp, who scored a book and a handful of bookmarks. Use them well trip.

Atglen is a lovely little town, with a smattering of Amish riding in their buggies. If you are in the neighborhood, visit the library. Ask for my book, New Moon Rising, they now have a copy.

For those who missed the event and want to purchase my work.

Here are some links where you may purchase my work.

Melange Books

http://www.melange-books.com/authors/walttrizna/index.html

Barnes & Noble.com

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/walt-trizna?store=book&keyword=walt+trizna

Amazon.com

http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=walt+trizna

February 15, 2015 at 4:15 pm 2 comments

BOOK SIGNING

This coming Saturday, 2/14/15, I will be joining a group of local writers at the Atglen Public Library in Atglen, PA. The address for the library is 413 Valley Ave., Atglen, PA and will be from 12PM – 3PM.

I will be signing my novel, New Moon Rising, along with two anthologies, Curious Hearts and Spellbound 2011, where my stories appear. For those on a tight budget, I will also be giving away my short story, The Gig of a Lifetime, published in Toasted Cheese Literary Journal.

Come meet the authors and perhaps buy a book.

See you Saturday.

February 10, 2015 at 7:02 pm Leave a comment


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