Also available in my book Adventurer’s Horn which won mention in the Midwest Book Review in 2013.

Physical hide and seek champion, yes. Prinadl hide and seek – a coined word for hiding and sneaking while using an electronic device or using the sneak skill while playing a digital adventure game, no. Although there is within the Sasquatch community a belief held by a small segment of that group that while tree…

This free verse prose poetry was commissioned for the birthday party of  the adult son of EJ and MJ from a fellowship that I am associated with in Eau Claire, Wisconsin.  It was a hit.

I originally posted this on Facebook on  14th of August 2015.  It is a modification of a verse of free verse prose from my Waysides series. Wayne O’Conner August 14 at 12:40pm · Life does not come with a game save, but every life is given the opportunity to be saved. I rescued the princess while…

    WHEN I FIRST STARTED MY F*CEB**K  ADVENTURES I WAS LIKE THE PROVERBIAL KID IN A CANDY SHOP.   WHILE NOT A GRANDMASTER OF F*CEB**K  GAMING NOW THAT I HAVE JOINED THE RANK OF EXPERT GAMERS   I HAVE WAVED GOODBYE TO MAF*A W*RS, C*FE W*RLD, TIKI F*RM, C*STLE AGE AND COUNTLESS ADVENTURE GAMES.…

  I HAVE OFTEN DREAMED OF FARAWAY PLACES: EXOTIC ISLANDS, WHITE BEACHES AND MAJESTIC PALMS.   SOOTHING NATURAL RHYTHMS OF AZURE WAVES LICK THE MOSAIC OF SAND AND DRIFTWOOD.   PARROTS AND MACAWS TRILL HAPPILY WHILE MONKEYS CHATTER AMIDST THE ISLAND CANOPY.   VIBRATING SWATHS OF BRIGHT PASTEL BLOSSOMS, HOSTING A TRAVELING CARAVANSARY OF DELIGHTFUL…

  STROLLING ALONG THE SAND AND PEBBLE COLORED COBBLESTONE PATH THAT WINDS IN FLOWING CURVES THROUGH CAT LADY’S GARDEN   I LISTEN   FEELING BOTH COMFORT AND JOY   AT THE TREASURED MEMORIES THAT SUDDENLY FLOOD MY SOUL   AT THE CLICKING OF HER GREY AND TAN SADDLE SHOES AGAINST THE UNYIELDING STONE.   FRESH…

Free-verse prose about a walk from my apartment in the winter while wishing for spring.

FRIENDSHIP IS A WONDROUS GIFT, BUT MUCH DEPENDS ON WHAT YOU MAKE OF IT.   EVEN THE GREATEST GIFTS MAY BRING DARK SORROW AND THE LEAST OF GIFTS MIGHT PRODUCE JOY THAT NEVER WANES FROM TIME OR USE.   FRIENDSHIP CANNOT BE PURCHASED.   SUCH COMPANIONS MAY FLEE LIKE A HIRELING SHEPHERD AS SOON AS…

I wish I’d have copied the original posting to my web page, but I “snipped” it from my share page at Facebook.  It reminds me both of the Wayno’s Flying Museum photo and the Friendship Tower posts that I have recently blogged.  It appeared only a day or so I think after I had blogged…