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Roger Wayne Eberle
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One worthwhile inclination I've come to follow over the years that I've spent evaluating students' writing is a marked tendency to exercise extreme caution before committing myself to any major decision. I breathlessly arrived at this way of being in quite a hurry (don't you love the ambivalence of a good dangling modifier!).
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So you're doing a background check. Well, you can take my word for it, my past is so shady that it makes the dark side of the moon look sunny, but thanks to the love of a close family and some very special friends, I'm starting to shine like a crazy diamond in the rough. If you appreciate classic rock or you came of age in the '60s or the '70s, the allusions in the previous sentence probably triggered an awareness that Pink Floyd might be one of my influences. Well, let me not to the marriage of true finds admit that I have often been guilty of slip-sliding away on my sentimental journey toward the centre of my worth, since my heart has often been most at ease when I renew old memories before late fees accrue. Rich and unusual blends hold a strange fascination for me. That is probably why I am fond of Shakespeare's sonnets and plays, and in some small way it may be one of the many reasons why I am especially attracted to that other celebrated text commissioned by the king for whom the bard of Avon wrote "Macbeth"--namely the King James version of the Holy Bible. The power of the word of God cannot be overstated by even the most overwhelming, over-reaching superlative of hyperbolic extrapolations one might make. So I'll just settle for an understatement: "It moves me."
Other literary influences that serve as "iron" to sharpen the "iron" of my own prose include Heinlein, Thomas Hardy, Le Guin, John Fowles, Jane Austen, Henry Fielding and Ray Bradbury. Among the many fascinating theatrical scripts that I have had the good pleasure to have read and/or seen performed, I consider those created by Wilde, Euripides, Chekhov, Ibsen, Brecht, Shaw, Moliere, Beckett, Miller, Tennessee Williams and Pinter to be tremendously sophisticated and intriguing. Whether it is scenic spectacle or dramatic dialogue, there is much to be admired in work of the above-mentioned writers. Poetic influences include Eliot, Pound, Plath, Dickinson, Browning, Frost, Keats, Wordsworth, Byron, Shelley, Yeats, Marvell, Stevens and MacLeish. I have written a lot of poetry over the years, and I continue to fine-hone my skills. I am motivated by my goal of perfecting poetry that involves applying what Keats called "negative capability" to create what Eliot referred to as objective correlatives" which allow the reader to achieve a full sensual, conceptual and spiritual experience.
As I hinted previously, contemporary music has predisposed me to appreciate the nuances of lyrical phrasing. Many individual artists have made an impact on me: Paul Simon, Bob Dylan, George Harrison, John Lennon, Elvis Presley, Jim Croce, Harry Chapin, Joan Baez, Annie Lennox, Buffie St. Marie, Joni Mitchell, Carole King, Madonna, Carly Simon, James Taylor, Neil Young, Barbara Streisand, Neil Diamond, Willie Nelson, Johnny Cash, Garth Brooks, Gerry Rafferty, Elton John and John Denver. The list could go on and I know I'm forgetting many people. Most prominent among the many musical groups whose lyrics and music influenced me are: The Beatles, Fleetwood Mac, Steely Dan, The Eagles, Supertramp, Queen, ELO, REM, Crowded House, Three Dog Night, REO Speedwagon, Mad Season, the Steve Miller Band and Crosby, Stills Nash and Young. There is a distinctive dichotomy between my current spiritual faith and the ideologies inherent in some of the lyrics made famous by the above-mentioned bands. My muse inspires me to reconcile some of these disparities by creating my own prose-poetry to offer hope, spiritual meaning, encouragement and enlightenment to allay the concerns, fears, skepticisms and often bitter perspectives that come through in the modern music scene.
Accomplishments: aw shucks... I have received perhaps more than my share of awards... but my cat, Humility's got muh tongue... Nevertheless, I am mighty proud of having just completed a two-year Masters Degree in Imaginative Education at the Simon Fraser University, with a 4.0 GPA all the way through. Humility demands that I give kudos to my loving wife for her support and sage wisdom all along the way.
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Poetry
 FACT 24: Felicity Rubs Cynthia's Face in It by Roger Wayne Eberle With ice in her veins, and a white hot lava lamp on her lamp stand, Felicity scribbles some scalding verses and sends them off to Cynthia....
FACT 23: Cynthia Ends Things with Todd Once and For All by Roger Wayne Eberle Ending things with not a threat, but a promise of dire consequences for Todd, Cynthia finishes off his chances at reconciliation with panache....
FACT 22: Todd Responds to Felicity's Amorous Overtures by Roger Wayne Eberle Todd reveals his fickle nature yet again by turning the charm on with Felicity....
FACT 21: Felicity Pulls again at Todd's Heart Strings by Roger Wayne Eberle In a heartfelt response to Todd’s last sonnet for her (FACT 16), Felicity pulls out all the stops....
FACT 20: Cynthia Lashes Back at Todd by Roger Wayne Eberle Cynthia is uncertain as to whether Todd is genuinely remorseful, and is not about to make things easy for him....
FACT 19: Todd Bemoans his Freedom by Roger Wayne Eberle Todd responds to Cynthia’s manifesto....
FACT 18: Cynthia Gives Todd his Freedom by Roger Wayne Eberle Cynthia’s opening salvo in her battle for her man is aimed squarely at giving him complete freedom of choice....
I am worn by Roger Wayne Eberle Nothing is quite as wearing as the condescension of a well-bred ... well, read on and you'll see what is really worn out....
FACT 17: Cynthia Prepares for the Battle by Roger Wayne Eberle Sensing Todd is not completely on board with their relationship, Cynthia readies herself to battle for her husband. She has been monitoring his emails, and sends this Shakespearean sonnet to Felicity...
FACT 16: Todd Reassures Felicity by Roger Wayne Eberle Troubled by his mistress’s distresses over his absenteeism, Todd writes a Shakespearean sonnet to reassure her of his affection....
FACT 15: Cynthia’s Growing Cynicism by Roger Wayne Eberle Cynthia has read and re-read Todd’s Petrarchan sonnet and she seizes on its flaws, and fires back a sonnet of her own designed to send her man a wake-up call....
FACT 14: Todd's Half-Hearted Appeal to Cynthia by Roger Wayne Eberle Todd is still torn, and he wants Cynthia to believe he still loves her, but he expects her to remain faithful and trust him despite evidence to the contrary....
FACT 13: Felicity's Plaintive Cry.... by Roger Wayne Eberle Felicity has not heard from Todd, and she is afraid he has returned to Cynthia for good, but he gave her his email address, so she decides to try one last attempt at winning him back....
FACT 12: Cynthia's Cautionary Tale by Roger Wayne Eberle Felicity Attracts Cynthia's Todd (FACT 12) Cynthia is willing to forgive, but she wants a little more reassurance than the kind that comes through lines of poetry. More than the necessity of honourin...
FACT 11: Todd cries, Hold, Enough! by Roger Wayne Eberle After reading Cynthia’s love letter, Todd is cut to the quick, and decides he must unburden himself....
FACT 10: Cynthia Replies.... When is Enough Enough? by Roger Wayne Eberle Cynthia finds the note Felicity left for Todd, and tucks it away in her scrapbook of mementos, then she pens this love poem and tucks it in the same blazer pocket she’d found Felicity’s poem....
Felicity Attracts Cynthia’s Todd (FACT 9): Felicity asks …is that enough? by Roger Wayne Eberle Resuming from where we left off last year with the ongoing story of Felicity, Todd and Cynthia…...
as we dance along alone by Roger Wayne Eberle ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
bittersweet reflections on youth and age
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In Winter Rain - Sonnet by Roger Wayne Eberle What if Faith is the True End of a Winter Reign?...
no one digs by Roger Wayne Eberle ...for all you crazy diamonds out there... shine on......
A Sonnet Gain: Towards 2050 by Roger Wayne Eberle Another dozen years and we'll be nearly halfway to the middle of another century... I can hear the kids in the back seat crying, "Are we there yet?" some move to "keep them occupied" others......
An Ideal Trilogy by Roger Wayne Eberle This is just to say... it might be time to put a new 'idea' in 'ideal'... ...
What was Left of Dawn by Roger Wayne Eberle There are many ways to die, but it is nice to know there is life beyond the board room exit strategy.
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An Adagio Moment to Melt By by Roger Wayne Eberle the movement you need is on your shoulder... (Paul McArtney)...
A Three Act Passion Play (Act 3) by Roger Wayne Eberle Life is but a stage, but still we strut and fret, and what is beyond beckons yet......
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 Life is a trebling sentience to sing by Roger Wayne Eberle I just turned on the tap, tapped into the source, and the sentence started running... on and on... until it achieved its periodic sentience!...
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