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About me - Karl Stephany

I'm a retired printer now living again in the desert in Southern Arizona. I have returned to here for the warmth and beauty of the Sonora desert.

I have two daughters,one step-daughter,and three grandchildren living in this state. I will start writing again

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Autumn: 3 of 196

AutumnLeaves caught in whirling tangleIn the setting Autumn sunWind gathers up homeless dirtEddies made to swirl and runTired dove fights the dusty airFind its way before the nightIts roost a haven that it seeksMate sits waiting for his flightOchre sun sinks in the mountainsNight steals in with little candorTime stands still ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I wonder: 1 of 34

I WonderSitting all alone on this wayside of lifeRemembering the pain, the joy, and the strifeNo signals are here that point in a directionI find no reason for poetic descriptionMind channels filled with the cobwebs of timePeople I have known who understand about rhymeA small play on words that are yearning for echoTangles of... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Childhood: 3 of 100

The Wind Lover We were all happy on that warm spring day before summer vacation. Well, that's the way it started out. It was later in the afternoon when the tornado came and scared the heck out of everybody. Dad got all of us down in the storm cellar when we saw that big black funnel cloud coming. The wind was shrieking lik... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Children's stories: 14 of 396

Sarah's Muse Friday after school, eight-year-old Sarah sat on a box watching her mother planting flowers in the garden. She brushed her sandy brown hair away from her blue eyes and asked her: "Mom, what's a muse?" Her mother stopped and looked at her, "A muse?" She thought a minute and then said, "A muse, according to the an... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Flowers: 6 of 162

Autumn FlowerI let her get in front of meIn the grocery line.Her perfume smelled so sweet.A hint of harvest wine.Her sweet scent reminded meof moments I forgot.She turned back and smiled,My mind was in a knot.I watched her put the itemsOn the counter for the clerk.Silver strands hid her eyesHer lips still had that perk.She wo... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The gardener: 1 of 27
The Gardener's Dream Pleiades start their climbNew trip around the pole.Mourning for the summerThe thief of autumn stole.Sweet berries gone againCorn was picked and sold.Fields are now cloaked in whiteGripped by bitter cold.Tiny pond's glassy crustReflects the lonely skyThe birds have left and goneTheir nests blown loose and ... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Halloween in 2007: 2 of 52
Nellie's PumpkinNellie Brown bent over and picked up the little pumpkin. She wondered why it was sitting all alone by itself in the field. She carried it over to her husband who was loading pumpkins on the wagon."Why aren't you taking this pumpkin?" she asked.Her husband, Ely, turned and said, "It's too small. Nobody would wa... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Halloween: 5 of 122

All Hallows EveLate one Hallows Eve, just before midnightOut there in the field, I saw a faint lightI watch figures move, so little to seeWhat are they doing, whoever can they beInto the forest, this troop disappearedWhat are they doing, they acted so weirdI opened the door, eyes look hard strainingTo see through the mist, no... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: For children: 12 of 223
The Cheese Maker and the Mouse One morning, a young cheese maker named Galor sat looking out of his window at the green mountain meadow. From the gentle ringing of their bells, he could tell by listening to the sounds where each of his goats grazed and how far away they strayed. The bells generated a melody in his mind and a... More..
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Struggle: 1 of 12
Anticlimax It was shortly after noon on a sunny day in October. A bronze colored sun shining through an Autumn haze felt warm and friendly on my face. I was finishing off my lunch sitting on a bench beside the company parking lot when I smelled the odor of burning leaves. Looking across the lot I noticed a small black ant com... More..