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About me - Heinz Ross

I'm a published author of several books. Some novels are looking for feature film producers, others are seeking the eye of a reader.I started writing in my teens, mostly poetry, thoughts of life ahead, essays, song lyrics, creating ink and pencil sketches.

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Seeds
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DewSad eyed gold haired princess smiledat seed she found by chance,slipped from her hand, fell to the ground,unaware of this she danced.Wind buried seed, snow covers soilfrozen it lay in waitin the bitter cold the spring arrivesthe sun refused the ice to thaw.Another season void of snow,the sun so hot it baked the ground.Mois... More..

Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Depression
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Lorraine's giftsAt 8 she was a pretty girlslight wave in her black hairher voice clear as a nightingaleher songs to fill the airAnd in the night she dressed in whiteand walked along the sandthe moon above reflecting on the wavesthat crashed on landAt 12 she drew in coloursand shapes of wondrous kindso intricate and faint, sof... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Poets
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poet's words forgottenthe poet's words forgottenas the pages catch the flamesand the painters canvas peelingcolours fading all is stainedthe teachers age in disbeliefturn their faces and cryone time goddess fantasizetil she rejoins with a sighso the idols dance like puppetslike the new in vainto each its time of gloryas to ea... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spiritual
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Unseen spiritThe empty page of purity,no ink yet soaked the fibres in the whiteThe canvas bare, as is, unrolled,not knowing what it's asked to holdNo sound has echoed from the wall,soundless is music, before it's bornThe rock unshaped, no chip has flown,the vision not yet formed to beThe garden a bare paddock, horse manureand... More..

Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Despair
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AyoThe kid was born late afternoonhis mother never heard him cry,she passed out giving birth to himand never made a sigh.May you find realm of peace,'said she, the grandma of the boyand closed his mother's eyes to cease,for she won't need them anymore.Your mother gave you life,' she said,her life was hard, my boy.'Despite her... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Through the eyes of a child
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Nora's eyesNora is three, her gift and curselarge eyes of colour brown.None understood the words she said,Archer is sad.Light is not light, but heavy,that's why it falls into the sky.'Born out of Virgo,silent cloudnone like it ever been,of substance stranger than is known,with powers yet unseen.Towards the archer's flame it s... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My universe
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My UniverseMy Universe, a silvery sphere, insidesurfaced with triangular reflecting platesthat are arranged all around itselfto form the outer space of shell.Self-centred shines the brightest jewelwith name of I' to form the core.Within I an eye that can seein all directions all at once.All it can see when looking outwardsis ... More..

Creative Writing > Songs Songs: War
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1945it must have been a good day back in 1945when war was over and you were aliveand on that day in 1945 you didn't load your gunthat's when they finally surrenderedit's all over now, it's donemaybe your father killed your sister rapedyour brother missing your mother deadyou full of pain... but you survivedthose crying childr... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death of a sibling
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when Asha diedFor years wanted to say to youthe words that never came,could feel them allbut could not shape themto a vision one could seeA year ago, I drew a lineacross calendar's date,by when it needed doing24th Dec 2008,a minute later is too late,not much time left to get it rightso I must try tonightI wreck my brain to fi... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Gardens
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I am a gardenplease come inside I am a gardendo you know who I am?the coloured leaves the diamond pythonthat is who I amthe singing bird, the sleeping possumeven the grass on which you standthe bright reflection and the whistleand the soil inside your handi am the dove and the pigeonand the seagull in the sandand the roses an... More..

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