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Stephen W. Cote

Short Stories
- Fairy Bunking Chapter 4: Napalm Martini Binge
- Fairy Bunking Chapter 1: Bunking the Dragon
- Fairy Bunking Chapter 2: Tea on a Leaf
- Fairy Bunking Chapter 3: All Out
- The Predator of the Meadow
- Empire
- The Alchemy of The Aurora Chateau Deo Belle Etoile
- The Autumn Engagement
- The Autumn Engagement

Poems
- Salem
- Transposition
- Embryo (parts 0 - 14)
- Aquamarine
- Natural Angels
- Superstition
- Winter (parts 1 - 15)
- Out Goes the Light
- Firework
- A Dilemma
- Brassiere
- Fireman
- Caveman
- Falling Leaves
- Desperate Times
- Beautiful Faces
- Escape To Morning
- Howling
- Applejack
- A Cafe Rose
- The Evils That Men Do
- Ray In The Sun
- Beautiful Faces
- Reversal
- The Wolvenblauer

Out Goes the Light (2 ratings)
         by Stephen W. Cote

Out goes the light
Extinguished from sight
No feeling
Of transcended being

Ensconced by night
In my flight from life

Strength once within
Now eroded by wind
An ethereal breeze
Blows in me

Cautious steps into the unknown
A light that shines from the good lord
The faithful's awakening
Is happening

Reborn with angel wings
Fluttering swiftly, astoundingly free

Never time for prayer
Didn't care who was there
But pulled from the damned
By the good lord's hand

Don't know why he did it
I know I don't deserve it

Time has passed
Stars never last
The galactic truth

Wax the moon, sink the sun
A finite future for our daughters and sons

Out, out away from here
Yet somehow near
The promised land
For all women and men

Souls that have been liberated
Living in what a divine hand created
My nocturnal cloak
Now sun-soaked

And the angel wings
Are fluttering swiftly, astoundingly free

The corona in mind
And penumbra behind
Our thoughts of Earth

Wax the moon, sink the sun
It's a finite future for our daughters and sons

In the incandescent glow
Of what the light shows
Where will we go
Now that we know?

Taking flight into the unknown
Of a universe made by the good lord

My wings fluttering swiftly, astoundingly free



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