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    Sifting Through the Ashes
    Sifting Through the Ashes
    Sifting Through the Ashes
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    Sifting Through the Ashes

    By Michael T. Nguyen

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    Sifting Through the Ashes is a purge of normal day words and phrases spilled onto the page in complete randomness. In its deepest sense of themes, Ive discovered a more cohesive way to explore the creative process. Ive strayed from my more logical workings to a more budding body of beautification. The themes are set from rhyming couplets to story telling stanzas. The lines are more likeable because of the sound Ive procured. And the lines also find their identity through the meanings of each word. All in all, Sifting Through the Ashes is a great attempt to perfect the English word.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisheriUniverse
    Release dateJan 13, 2011
    ISBN9781450285124
    Sifting Through the Ashes
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    Michael T. Nguyen

    I currently reside in the suburbs of Irvine, which is nice and clean. It is supposedly one of the safest cities in the world. I have enrolled in Irvine Valley College studying English and I hope to rejoin my colleagues at University of California, Irvine. So far I’ve enjoyed my time here writing poetry at the local coffee shops and libraries, but I do most of my writing at home. Sifting Through the Ashes is my second installment to my writing career, of which I hope is entertaining for the reader.

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      Book preview

      Sifting Through the Ashes - Michael T. Nguyen

      We Three Kings

      The three of us are here for more

      Of the same spinning, revolving,

      Turning looking for roses delicate

      Floating in semi-circles of ripples

      Skipping rocks like kids of before.

      We are warriors of words and phrases

      Ready for battle, our armor is made

      Of orange, coral, floral, metal still

      Made best strong. We battle our vices

      In the middle of the cavernous night.

      In the middle of the outside storm

      We rest next to the fire telling stories

      Of where we’ve been and where we

      Were. It’s cold outside making the

      Fire inside feel that much warmer.

      Obscene Syndication

      Blasting pin points charred under doings

      Chocolate banana splits spoons sunder

      Under wonder of other samplings

      Chance lotto hoping wondering all night

      Caramel stretch out on the T.V. Syndicated

      To its full extent show slow mammal

      Sex on the tube again spin turn about

      Getting sick in the back no one to save

      Except himself and his throat.

      He finally purges himself of it all

      And everyone feels better and the fool

      Drives himself home defeated, tired.

      Pulling Smoke

      Parking spots under development structure fire

      Suction back draft open doors to naivety

      Roaring orange full truck plug into the corner

      Smoke pulling in tempting them to drown it

      No such luck simple mistake to water the center

      Late night continues more of the

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