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The Author's Journey is about finding and discovering the writer within while harnessing all the creativity, skills, and imagination that is available to everyone with a desire to give life to their stories. Warren is an author and a writer on Medium. Using the spoken word on this podcast Warren speaks about the art, craft of writing, as well as performs his poetry.
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The Burning Sun of August and other stories
Season 2 Episode 2: The Burning Sun of August poem, The Dreams of Yesterday, Every Thought is a Shiny Gemstone by Warren Brown.
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The Queen of Romance
A poetry on the Queen of Romance, the Queen of Miracles, the Queen of Hearts by Warren Brown
The Queen of Romance
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The Zombie Corpse Collector: Collecting Dead and Deadly Things
He was the zombie corpse collector,
Always collecting from everywhere,
Dead and deadly things he collected.
All through the day and all through the night,
He collected every dead thing in his sight.
He was the Halloween corpse collector,
Collecting dead animals and plants,
Anything that did not move and breathe.
He collected zombie people and zombie parts,
Hands, legs, tongues, and beating hearts.
The Corpse Collector was always on the prowl,
He was a vampire as he thirsted for fresh blood.
Every night the villagers saw the moon and heard his howl.
He was seen moving and hunting in every wood,
He was filled with evil and there was no good.
The villagers said that he could not die,
He was an immortal corpse and soul collector.
They said that he had the vampire's eye,
He could turn into a bat and eerily fly.
Everyone did not speak about the corpse collector,
Out of disgust, hatred, and out of great fear.
They said that he once had a human heart,
That some pretty lady shredded it and ripped it apart.
The zombie corpse collector is out this Halloween,
With his bags of evil tricks and treats never seen.
Close your doors and stay in tonight,
Or you will happen to fall in his sight.
He will collect you dead or alive so have all the fear,
The zombie corpse collector has arrived and is here.
He was the zombie corpse collector,
Always collecting from everywhere,
Dead and deadly things he collected.
All through the day and all through the night,
He collected every living and dead thing in his sight.
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He Screamed at the Flames: The fire knew his wicked deeds and name
The flames leaped at him,
As he screamed into the fire.
The fire was his enemy,
It had taken everyone he loved.
The fires had destroyed his life,
He was a victim of those flames.
Every Halloween he lit a large fire,
Which he stoked with hatred and anger.
He saw the ghosts in the flames,
He knew them all by their names.
Memories and bitterness he never forgot,
As the flames grew stronger and so hot.
The fires lit up the burning coals,
Searing his heart with gaping holes.
He cursed the flames and fire every Halloween,
Every burning ember was brighter it seemed.
The ghosts of the flames reached out to him,
They wanted to take him into that fire.
He was so tormented, with chains of guilt and shame,
Every ghost in that fire knew his murderous name.
The cursed man who screamed at the fires,
Had a soul filled with evil that burns fires.
It was another killing night for him this Halloween,
Killing innocent people in wildfires unseen.
His dark and evil soul was always condemned to be,
Burning in the embers and fires of evil for all eternity.
He was the evil spirit of a dark and deadly Halloween,
Filled with unspeakable deeds and work unseen.
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Writer Number 5
What sort of writer are you?
Are you like writer number one,
Who likes to write alone,
Under the blazing hot sun?
Writers number one, two,
Three, four, and five,
They write because they love,
Being here and being alive.
Writer Number 5
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The Never Retire Profession
Yes, there is one profession that you will never have to worry about retiring from in life. Almost every profession in the world has a retirement date, like a product that has gone past its time. In almost every profession, an individual needs to hand in his papers and walk into the shadows, living the rest of his days away from the workforce. The decision to retire should be in your hands.
The writing profession is one that has no retirement day, at least not for the freelance fiction, non-fiction, journalist, or creative writer. Almost everyone on the planet has a story to tell and a story that can be written and shared for a world of readers to enjoy.
The Never Retire Profession
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