Paul Pruett : Writing

First

First

A Poem by Paul Pruett


I was asked to write this by a dear friend. So I told this story, in a bit of different form this time.
Could You Love This Man Again?

Could You Love This Man Again?

A Poem by Paul Pruett


One Day, the Question Will Be Posed.
Feel The Clouds Sing

Feel The Clouds Sing

A Poem by Paul Pruett


The late summer thunderstorms of my youth were something to behold. I so often dream of them, missing the simple stunning beauty of the gathering stor..
Proposal

Proposal

A Poem by Paul Pruett


One of these days, I want to read this to someone. For Real.
Counting...

Counting...

A Poem by Paul Pruett


Sitting at home, letting my mind just drift, this idea came in to it.
The Darker, Sweeter Side of the Night.

The Darker, Sweeter Side of the Night.

A Poem by Paul Pruett


I admit I stole the title, but who could resist an opening line like that.
Comes now the Darkness, Light

Comes now the Darkness, Light

A Poem by Paul Pruett


Trying and failing to drescribe that moment of rebirth of my soul.
When God...

When God...

A Poem by Paul Pruett


This piece honoring God has been growing in my head over the last several days.
Silk

Silk

A Poem by Paul Pruett


Women have the softest skin. Did you know that? How I love to touch the skin of my love.. Who ever she may be.
A Fantasy in One Act

A Fantasy in One Act

A Story by Paul Pruett


Dreams of love and loss take all forms.