Biography of Trunami ...
Websites: http: //www.trunami.com, http: //poemzen.wordpress.com/, http: //poemosphere.blogspot.com/.
Hi. I'm Solomon Brook also known as Trunami.
I've been writing for well over two decades. I've written short stories, poems and songs (won some contests) . Currently, I am working on a few books simultaneously. Just the past year or so have I decided to make my writings more public. I plan to mostly feature brand new pieces instead of the ones that are truly personal to me.
If you would be interested in my forthcoming books, you may message me conveying your interest and I will keep you posted of my publishing date.
Thanks for caring enough to peek in here.
Trunami ...'s Works:
Trunami ... Poems
do not do this to me now do not say no I beseech you
A Bed Of Fear
No. basking in human godship due to your doubt, never can I be esnared.
George Bush Says: 'Affordable Health Car...
the lie is fair 'affordable health care' boinged out his voice box challenging the air
Ambiguous War Of Terror
they have it in for us do they not? - but why? they have a heart searing itself of hate - and die?
A Dead Poet Is A Rich Poet
fellow poets may I adjure your wishful conception as to a plight in which few may pierce its actuation does it really beackon the clap of a thundercloud for poetry writers with great success to be enshroud
The Absolute Perfect Murder
if you seek execution of the absolute perfect murder - rural or city it shall not be accomplished by flawless plans, in the hunt of stealth activity
Ask and you shall receive keep on asking
Poised and intent, you willingly listen so deep, full of life so unshallow with an active and vast heart
Strike me deep take me out silence the screams
in a lifetime soon, and soon again toiling shall your life be met caught in a hot pot of sudden boiling what maturity is mastery in awe,
Sound Of Silence
caught bound death circles around its ashes loudly propound life's sound
Days we see come and go are days for use
The Significance Of Richard 'Is'
Richard spoke with astounding madness before racial tensions he stood and Richard brought them all, although seeing to quick blindness
Love Birds Of The Night
Beautiful day on your face lights up the place this morning is grace
come and go
are days for use
for death bites us hard
we move when them we use
we never move as a corpse