FRANK WESTCOTT - * THE MUSIC POET *


~ ~ ~ IT WAS THEIR TIME ~ ~ ~

by

FRANK WESTCOTT*

Short Stories
Copyright Frank Westcott, 2020. All rights reserved.


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     NOTE: This collection IT WAS THEIR TIME will be posted here.  It will include all my stories to date.  The transitions, story-to-story, will come from my long 2000 word poem, AND SHE LAY HERSELF DOWNa 2014 finalist for Canada's Gwendolyn McEwen Poetry Prize  

   
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Transition #1: 
And she lay herself down on the bear rug ~ Her blonde hair golden soft
flowing over her shoulders ~ Reaching down her back ~ Where flames… ~

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STORY # 1:


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Transition #2: 

Opanes ~Warmed her ~ And she slid over towards the heat ~ So he could feel her warm ~ On his cold skin ~ Where the cold had frozen him solid

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STORY # 2:


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Transition #3:

 
And the raven ~ Had pecked his eye out 

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STORY # 3: 


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Transition #4:

As he stared ~ through the snow

STORY # 4: 


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Transition #5: 

Through the night ~ Towards the river ~ Deep ~ And frozen and flowing ~ 

STORY # 5:


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Transition #6:

Under the ice ~ where he had cut a hole ~ for a stray ~  to  ~ drink
openly ~ beside the food ~ he left ~  by the rock ~  white ~  and round ~

STORY # 6:


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Transition #7:

And ~ marbled ~ where he liked to sit ~ in the morning ~ when the sun was up and the dew on the ~ grass ~  in the morning before the birds were up ~


STORY # 7: *This story contains what could be difficult material for you.


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Transition #8:


And on the water ~ and it was cool ~ and the dew cooled ~ his toes ~ when  he walked ~


STORY # 8: *This story contains what could be difficult material for you.



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