Author Archives: Bacon Pro

About Bacon Pro

I am a writer, musician, poet, photographer, communications specialist, Psy Warrior, computer guru, ad representative, painter, mechanic, collector, painter and a father, .

The Sense of Light


The sun it rises. I stand still. My eyes are closed Yet I can see its glow. The birds awaken with a familiar call. I can smell the dew coming off the leaves as they reach toward the sky. I … Continue reading

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What Does The Moon Look Like From The Other Side, The Side That Can’t Be Seen From Earth?


4th grade science but still interesting to me.

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To Hell And Back To The Blackness – Part 2


Continued from Part 1 To Hell and Back to the Blackness I sit at home contemplating once again my next move to solve the oddities going on before me. The home that was once filled with life and activity now … Continue reading

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Is It Over?


Is it over? Is it just the beginning? Another life. Another lesson learned. Should I rush? Should I take it in stride? Looking forward to what’s ahead. Looking back at what’s been done. The steps to move on. The quagmire … Continue reading

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Metamorphosis


How can I express myself with so many eyes upon me? Can I ever be me? Criticism is around every corner. Opinions thrown at me at random. I have nobody to impress. Let them say what they will. I will … Continue reading

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Cold Winds Blown Out of Proportion


In the midst of my walk through the bitter cold, whose wind still penetrated my five layers of clothing, I mentally dictated my pondering. My thoughts and questions are recited for only me to hear. Now today is another day. … Continue reading

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Chance or Fate?


Was it by chance or fate? That first encounter. You were always near but I had never known. So close yet so far away. Only to become closer with an embrace. Suddenly revealing everything to me. As if it were … Continue reading

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What are the odds?


What were the odds of our paths crossing? Call it fate if you will. The roads that had led to this path are all but forgotten. They were long and winding roads filled with obstacles, detours, and dead ends forcing … Continue reading

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The end is near.


The end is near. The end of my therapy that is. Group sessions that I had willfully participated in with the thought that they would cure what ailed me. Sadly they have not cured me but they did give me … Continue reading

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Where have you been?


Where have I been? I’ve been everywhere and I’ve been through a lot. I haven’t written anything in a year. I used to write as part of a healing process. My writings became fodder for hatred against me. Well just … Continue reading

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