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W G Walters, The Author

This is a partial list of my accomplishments.
More to be added.

Books
�2011
From the back cover:
The Colors of Poetry is about the different ways someone can transmit words and the different styles of making your point. It is impossible to understand someone if you don't know where they've been or coming from. I find it hard to believe how many don't understand that it takes knowledge of the other person to see what they mean, even in everyday speech. Many of these poems use that simple concept as a theme. I hope people learn as well as enjoy all the poems in this book.
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Poetry Art
(picture to come)
I was co-editor for this independent publication of poetry in 2006. I had forgotten about it until I found it mentioned in a personal note. I will be looking for this!
�2000
Seven people launch on the first manned mission to Mars, and thanks to a new engine and fuel design, continue to Jupiter. But from the start, things are going wrong. What is the secret of the mission? Why was there carelessness in the setup? But most importantly, why a crew that doesn't seem to fit together as astronauts? The mysteries add up as the journey continues. 121 pages.
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Poems In Magazines And Anthologies
I know time is gone
I accepted that through my life
And I know
I must move on.
But when my soul says otherwise,
What is the remainder
When life is divided
By a memory of love?
The quotient sits in front of me
The divisors long gone
With the past
On the paper in front of me
From all the letters used,
Only a single number remains.

Published in Marrow IV (2005) by the University of Houston at Clear Lake
Available only at the Barnes & Noble on Bay Area Boulevard, I-45 near Galveston.

It was an honor to be chosen by the #1 creative writing school in the country and that a second poem was also considered.

I Wish
You Were Here
With Me

I lay flat on this fuzzy floor crying out,
"I wish you were here with me."

The empty apartment cries out for a companion
and the bare walls need something to hug,
echoing my own words:
I wish you were here with me.

All alone and lonely,
a long lost love I long for,
who never gave me the time I needed
to show you how strongly I feel.

I wish you were here with me.

Published in Footprints Through the Forest (2001)

Written after I moved into a new apartment in October, 1999.

I took a look into the field
And there what did I see
My daughter, tears her eyes did yield
And all because of me

My daughter I accused of not
Committing to her chaste
And so my temper fumed so hot
Of what I thought was past

And, lo! What came out of the blue
And took my breath away
A mighty, tender horse so true
That led my thoughts astray

Upon its head a horn so strong
That made it seem so pure
And with its gait it strode so long
And with it came my cure

It walked into my daughter's sight
And let her sing its song
And so I knew that fateful night
I feared about was wrong

I gave apology to her
I know now 'twas a lie
For she had never been so far
And did not want to try

Published in The Day of the Unicorn (1997)

Chosen for contest anthology.

I am the Cube
The six sides that guide my life
The direction of my life
Determined when I tumble.
I am the Cube
The six sides that guide my life:
Help, Disdain, Love,
Fear, Logic, Satire
I am the Cube
Three sides I hope to hide:
Fear, Disdain, Satire,
They but dig my grave.
A am the Cube
My goodness three sides which prove:
Help, Logic, Love,
They pull me from the hole.
I am the Die
And where will I land next?

A self-reflective poem.

Published in Abraxas (1987) with Radical Conclusion (below)


Short Stories

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This was the first time I ever received payment for anything I wrote. A truly historical moment in any writer's life.

Currently being revised as part of a feature length film.

�1987, revised 1994
Short-short (750 words) about a game show 300 years in the future.
Originally published in Abraxas (1987) as third-place winner at Spring High School out of over 50 entries.


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