“Are you going to put me in one of your books?”

"If you wou’d not be forgottenAs soon as you are dead and rotten,Either write things worth reading,or do things worth the writing." The quote above is credited by many sources to Benjamin Franklin. Did he say it? Most likely, or he may have derived his own interpretation of it from someone else who came before … Continue reading “Are you going to put me in one of your books?”

Late Night Ramblings of a Writer|Translating My Thoughts on 2019

First, I'd like to say thank you to everyone who's signed up for my newsletter. The content will meander across barren plains, lush rain forests, deep blue seas, mountain majesties and sandy, warm beaches - which by the way is where it always longs to be. How many days is it until summer? 2019 wasn't … Continue reading Late Night Ramblings of a Writer|Translating My Thoughts on 2019

Fabulous Cocreating and Generosity| Book Promotion

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“What Is It You #Fear?” – A #Halloween #Poem

Author P.S. Bartlett

scary Sleepy Hollow

“What is it you fear?”
He asked, “My dear sir…”
As he coiled his finger to the sky.

“Is it the Devil, or Me?”
He asked, with a nod,
as if affirming an “Aye.”

“Is it darkness? Death?”
He asked leaning in
As his eyes grew brighter and wide.

“Is it the manner of death?
He asked with a smirk.
“For to know, you’d need only confide.”

“I fear nothing!”
I cried, as I pushed him away.
“Not, you, not death nor the manner!”

“But here you have come,”
He stated appalled,
at my angry assertion and banter.

“I’m here for your blood,”
I stated quite plain.
“Yes, yours–for you’re nothing to fear.”

“You think you are brave,
But you’re simple—a fool whose feet should

have tread far from here.”

“You mistake me kind sir,”
He said with a hiss.
“Your head shall be mine, wait and see!”

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