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About me - Ari Franklinos

I was born in Cyprus of Greek parents and as a youngster emigrated with my family to the UK where I received my education, being awarded a Doctorate in a scientific discipline.
A childhood interest in literature persisted into adulthood and I wrote and published

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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Forgiveness: 1 of 23

A DAY OF FORGIVENESS The bombing finally stopped, the sirens sounded the all-clear and a few people began to venture slowly out into the wasteland from basements where they hid to save themselves. Unknown thousands lay buried beneath the mountains of rubble that were once the elegant buildings of Berlin. After hours filled w...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Imaginary love: 2 of 30

In the heart of night When souls lie in sleep Mine flew across the spaces That keep us apart Mingled with yours. Dreamlike whispers gently spoken Amplified feelings of exultation Hearts fluttered in confusion Overwhelmed by emotions From depths unknown. Half-closed eyes smiled lazily Contented in their bliss Then all was sti...
Arts & Humanities > Philosophical Concepts Is life worth living?: 18 of 77

In life we expect happiness as a matter of course, yet it has been observed that happiness consists of moments of forgetfulness. Life can be harsh, yet we cling to life for reasons that most of us will not be able to grasp. There are times of such monstrosity in history that it is difficult to understand where the impulses f...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Instincts: 13 of 53

A strange metamorphosis Has surely taken place I remember clearly Having a different face. I used to be a sperm With a thrusting tail That pushed me through an egg As though I was a nail. My instinct told me clearly Go in and fertilize You've got to be the first If you want the prize. So I crashed wildly Inside a ripened egg...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Soldiers: 67 of 203

Each man worked According to his trade Strangers to each other Working for the common cause. One used molten steel poured it in the mold And looked with pride At the gleaming barrel. Another made bullets The perfect caliber For his comrade's gun To make it whole. The sniper took aim At a stranger in the distance A random cho...
Arts & Humanities > International Writers & Literature Biography: Fyodor Dostoevsky: 2 of 5

Along with many people, I believe Dostoevsky to be the greatest writer the world has ever seen. Born in the early part of the nineteenth century, he studied engineering and subsequently became enmeshed in a revolutionary movement and was accused of involvement in an assassination attempt on the Tsar . A cruel, mock execution...
Travel > Greece Destinations Winter in Greece: A perfect time to visit: 2 of 3

Beautiful places and places of interest are best visited when the crowds have gone home. Though the changing weather patterns create the possibility of bad weather even in the Mediterranean, the climate in Greece is usually acceptable even in the winter months, unless one goes up into the high mountains. During the tourist s...
Arts & Humanities > Philosophical Concepts Contemplating the purpose of life: 70 of 89

We cannot know the purpose of life, so all we can do is contemplate on it. The life force, the need to exist is so powerful that it drives us to fantasies and fictions as to whether life has any ulterior meaning or motive. If there is a purpose, we will not know it until we arrive there, yet we spend vast amounts of energy p...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Frustration: 204 of 236

She loved the child With all her senses Had prayed so often For the joy of birth To end the solitude Of being a woman But not a mother. The cancer struck in pregnancy And before his birth She knew full well Her joy would be short So in her dreams Before she knew him She loved him more than life. Battered by the pain Confused...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Terrorism: 7 of 8

CITIES IN THE SKY Once upon a time there was a group of cities in the sky held together in position by a weak and much misunderstood force they called gravity. This miraculous force kept them at the perfect distance from their life source, the sun, for their citizens to live comfortably. If they were nearer the sun they woul...