Parker Owens - Stories

Most of Rick’s life was performed solo and in quiet. He told himself he liked it that way, preferring to keep even his closest friends away from his secrets. But an aggressive woman and a stranger in town found a way to bring out his inner music.

Small town life still exists like this. The pace is slow, and everyone knows your name. And your business.

A second book of poetry, posted in no particular order or schedule. Maybe it's better than the first. Or not.

Poems written for National Poetry Writing Month, April 2020. An assortment of mercifully short poems, I hope you will enjoy them at your leisure.

This is the result of a randomly generated prompt.

Poetry about the creatures outside my window, who give me great pleasure season after season.

Two and a half centuries ago, men ventured into the wild unknown north and west. They trapped and traded for furs, often gone from civilization for months and years at a stretch. This is one tale from what was once called the Inland Empire.

Poems written for NaPoWriMo 2019

Another A to Z snapshot; Zander wonders about love and what the future holds.

They lived happily together. And then something ripped them apart.

There was a meeting in the spring; someone went home disappointed.

Poems for National Poetry Writing Month, 2018

The early mass leaves a man reflecting on his past.

White Elephant Present Prompt #23: "Stars for the Star." A bit of sweet at Christmas.

A Series of Seductive, Serious or Silly Rubayats for Autumn. With thanks to AC Benus for showing us all how to write in this form.

This story was written for National Math Story Day, 2017