Antoni De'Leon
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Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content. (Helen Keller).
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My mind grates, my teeth clench and I so wanna scream What the Heck and Hell and Holy Moly is going on I don't wanna use the really ugly words here
By Antoni De'Leon11 months ago in Poets
In the Beginning.
We start at the Beginning, when the world was void and unformed. My dear child. Be still and listen with your inner Being. Upon your senses have I now written you a letter. Clear your thoughts, open your mind, hear my voice! All the world may be yours, you and all of my creation, if only you would heed my words and obey my commandments.
By Antoni De'Leon11 months ago in History
February's Song
Orange and Blossom met in 2006 on their way to a Josh Groban concert where they first heard him sing his "February Song". Before even knowing their real names, both had stood admiring the lovely field of oranges and orange blossoms while sightseeing a few hours before the concert.
By Antoni De'Leon11 months ago in History
The Windrush Romance
It is 1948, Kalvin is 18 years old and is filled with excitement about his impending trip to the United Kingdom. The 'HMT Empire Windrush' awaited, the ship which would bring one of the first large groups of Caribbean people to the UK in that year. The Caribbean was then a part of the British commonwealth, those who arrived would automatically be British subjects and free to permanently live and work in the UK.
By Antoni De'Leon11 months ago in History
Myth or murder. The White Witch of Rosehall, a legendary Jamaican ghost.
"Come get you coconut water here, remember it good for you daughter, and also for you ". Rasta yelled out, grinning feistily as tourists and islanders alike stopped by his stall to quench their thirst.
By Antoni De'Leon12 months ago in Fiction
Musqee and Donatello
"Who will win the race do you think"? Musqee asked Donatello as they stood pondering the length of the race course. 🐇Kalala stood watching the two sulking Mhares as she waited patiently for them to decide who would compete with her. She did not trust either one of them, one was a cunning fox and the other a conundrum wrapped in a really scary riddle. An unknown enigma, both of them were unsuitable to race with her, but she had no choice in the matter. The entire underserved Mhare population was counting on her to emerge as the winner.
By Antoni De'Leon12 months ago in Fiction
