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    Figments of My Reality
    Figments of My Reality
    Figments of My Reality
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    Figments of My Reality

    By Elias Tobias

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    Figments of My Reality is an anthology of poetry written by Elias Tobias from high school to the present, which explores the facets of reality from the common themes of life. These poems are really little stories of characters, observed or experienced by the author, without the introductions and conclusions. These are snapshots of their thoughts, leaving the settings and character details up to the reader. The poems focus of the feelings of the moment, and possible reasons of decisions or reactions of these feelings. These collective actions create who we are, and why we do what we do.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateJul 1, 2013
    ISBN9781481756372
    Figments of My Reality
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    Elias Tobias

    Elias Tobias is the pen name of Michael D. Hall that he started to use in the early 1990's after writing and publishing poems and short stories for nearly 20 years. His first works were published in junior high school. This interest in writing lead to a career in photojournalism and education, teaching Secondary English. Throughout college and the different jobs that supported him, writing was and continues to be a constant factor in his life. The pen name was created by combining two different names from a movie screen credits in a western. The early American West is one of his major interests with movies, music CDs, belt buckles, and wooden nickels among his collections. In 1998, he started the web blog, "The World of Words by Elias Tobias," (http://eliastobias.net) which has been an alternate venue for his poetry and photography and other related articles and videos. Hall has created over 30 videos that integrate his photography and poetry, and one video of the only recorded musical version of his poem “Next Flight” by ex-college roommate Michael Albright. Articles include how to write poetry and a popular instructional titled, “How to have a free poetry blog in three easy steps or claiming your homestead on the wild frontier of the Internet.” Recently more people have sent their poetry to be published on the highly ranked Internet site.

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      Figments of My Reality - Elias Tobias

      Figments

      of My Reality

      Elias Tobias

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      AuthorHouse™

      1663 Liberty Drive

      Bloomington, IN 47403

      www.authorhouse.com

      Phone: 1-800-839-8640

      © 2013 by Elias Tobias. All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

      Published by AuthorHouse 06/11/2013

      ISBN: 978-1-4817-5638-9 (sc)

      ISBN: 978-1-4817-5637-2 (e)

      Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Thinkstock are models, and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

      Certain stock imagery © Thinkstock.

      Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

      Contents

      One woman is enough for me

      Ad for Come On Inn

      The Glass Sword

      Colors of Love

      The Mistress

      tHe PuzzeL

      Thinnest Conceit

      The Fire in her Eyes

      The Dancer Just wanted to Dance

      Sir William Wallace

      A Teacher’s Prayer

      The Hole in the Wall

      The Start

      The Simple Truth

      15 Cents Worth

      I am a survivor

      The Blind Man Knows the Truth

      Word Sculptor

      Bricks

      The Battle

      The Peter Pan Effect

      Shadows

      Peace Tree

      The Citizens’ Band

      Tenderfoot

      I’m a Writer

      Moon Eyes

      Heaven

      Mustang Heart

      Poet of my Soul

      The Architect

      Little Dancer

      I’ve Got a Secret

      She Holds the Umbrella

      Stairs

      Land Mines

      Crusader’s Sacrifice

      A Juicy Poem

      Naked Banana

      Metamorphosis

      Your Love

      Song of Truth

      Winter Flower

      Magic

      The Beauty of Life

      Beyond the Bricks

      An Accidental Touch Means So Much

      All I Can Say

      Spring

      I’m Lost in Your Heart

      Mexican Love Song

      No Time

      For God is my Father, O Lord

      Lonely Lady

      Check Points

      The Morning Mist

      The Forever Love Poem

      Child of the Morning

      Black Beauty

      Eagle Eyes

      Enigma

      The Eyes of a Gypsy

      Lines of Life

      Out of Breath

      Three Words

      Tickle Time

      Your Words

      Sidewalk Sonnets

      Acorns

      On Days Like These

      Listen to the Leaves

      Like a Yo-Yo

      The Devil is into the Details

      Captain of my Ship

      Chaos of Indecision

      Everyday Decisions

      CROSS POEM

      Calico Creek

      Waiting

      Cumberland Road

      The Cheese Police

      Different Cloth

      Brainstorm

      You see, I see 

      Loneliness is

      Legend of the Old Man in the Tree

      Legend of the Old Man in the Tree

      Rumors

      I Saw A Rumor

      Ricocheted Rumors

      I

      Diamond in the Rough

      When

      Ode to Spring

      Son of Gun

      Not a native son

      A Day at the Beach

      The Ballad of Joe McKensey

      To Fart is an Art

      Candle in the Dark

      Spring Prayer

      The Grand Star-H (Just an Old Cowboy)

      Shifting Emotions

      Little Red Heart

      Zen and the Art of Sleep Maintenance

      Heart of a Champion

      Waiting, too

      The Corner Office

      A cowboy’s work is never done

      Run for the Border

      The Shoemaker

      The Hole

      Just for the Money

      Thin Man

      Power of Music

      Power of Music

      A Poet

      Clouds Forming

      Words can make a blind man see

      The Power

      The Spirit of Christmas

      It’s Christmas again, this year

      Can you come out and play?

      The Minutes of Time

      Under Construction

      Wild Words

      Salt and Pepper (The Anniversary Poem)

      Love Is the Only Medicine for a Broken Heart

      Bahama Bound

      Adopt a poem

      My Victory Song

      The Smiling Tree

      The Colored Taxi

      Head Count

      Cry

      Don’t Waste the Whiskey

      In the Arms of Our love

      Second wind

      Sun Spots

      The Renegade Paperclip

      Humpty, revisited

      The Auttabee

      Venus and the Crescent Moon

      Woman, you put a spell on me

      Pocket Poem

      When I’m alone with you

      The Symphony

      One woman is

      enough for me

      One woman is enough for me.

      One woman is enough for me.

      Being with another is an impossibility.

      My surrender sets me free

      One woman is enough for me.

      One woman is enough for me.

      She’s the pop in my corn,

      the honk from my horn

      the gee in my whiz, and

      the only woman I’ll kiss.

      One woman is enough for me.

      One woman is enough for me.

      Being with another is an impossibility.

      My surrender sets me free

      One woman is enough for me.

      One woman is enough for me.

      She’s the tutti in my fruiti,

      and the smile in my heart

      that will never part.

      One woman is enough for me.

      One woman is enough for me.

      One woman is enough for me.

      Being with another is an impossibility.

      My surrender sets me free

      One woman is enough for me.

      Ad for Come On Inn

      Welcome to the Come On Inn.

      Early in the morning, or late

      in the evening, just walk in,

      and soon one of the best times

      for food and drink will begin.

      We haven’t yet paved the parking lot,

      and the old gravel does just fine.

      Go to the Come On Inn, look

      at the menus and take your time.

      Listen to your favorite songs on the

      jukebox since each tune costs a dime.

      We host anniversaries, weddings,

      and all kinds of parties; stay a while.

      We will make sure that everyone

      is happy for service with a smile.

      Pleasing people is what we do best,

      and that is just our own style.

      Get together at the Come On Inn.

      Early in the morning, or late

      in the evening, bring your friends.

      It’s where music will sooth your soul,

      and where good taste never ends.

      The Glass Sword

      Fight with

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