This last book, Short Stories by Timothy M Nugent, was my foray into writing something other than poetry. I took some of my poetry and used them as an outline to write stories. Some are embellishments with truth, but I hope they are entertaining. I hope to write a second book of short stories shortly, but until then, I hope you enjoy my poetry and short stories. Thank you for reading my books.
Angel, Angel whisper in my ear During my greatest discontent Whisper love endures Chase away the devils allures Angel, Angel whisper in my ear Tell me love lost will reappear Give me strength through the day Keep the Devils thoughts at bay Angel, Angel whisper in my ear Tell me God is always near In a world in disarray Help me to have a more charitable way Angel, Angel hear my plea In this you must agree Take my hand when I die Guide me towards my heavenly ties Angel, Angel dear Loneliness was what I feared Angel, Angel whisper in my ear
It is the good life we live in Costa Rica. Yes, we have rain but a lot of sunshine and fair weather. I hope you like my little poetry book, Poems from Costa Rica. Soon I will have Travels with the Wildman 4. It will be poetry written about the pictures I took in Costa Rica. Always a lot of fun to produce. Corina, my partner in life, took some amazing photos. Keep a lookout for my books. I have eight books I have published at Xlibris.com. You can get them at Amazon.com, BarnesandNoble.com, and Kindle. Do not forget my publisher, Xlibris.com. My last book, Understanding, received 4.5 out of 5 stars for a review from GoodReads.com. All my books are available in e-book, soft cover, and hard cover. All my books are under Timothy M. Nugent. Check out my website, Understanding-Online.com. Pura vida!
I wrote this poem after the death of my wife. I was alone, searching for answers. I was lost even with family and friends around me giving me great support. I began to write poetry on my travels. I generally rode alone. Soon after writing this poem, I found myself. Yes, my writing seemed to be apologetic but sincere. I worked at not feeling sorry for myself.
Introduction Marian and I were together for forty one years. She passed away on September 21,2008 at 12:40 am. It took me two years to look at all the hallmark cards I gave her and she gave me. She was the sorceress of cards. She did not need a special occasion (like I did) to give a card. She just gave you one. She would drive ten miles to put a card on your door if she felt you needed a lift. She was not a religious person. She was a person with a big heart and a smile who would give herself to you completely. She was involved in many charities. Her favorite was Childrens Home Society ; where she volunteered for twenty five years. At the end of her life she was donating to some fifteen charities. I am attempting to show the kindness and generosity of my wife. I did not include the words of the cards she gave because they are all copy righted. I did include some letters and words she wrote on the cards. She took card giving seriously. When she gave you a card she felt and meant what the card said. Hoping you saw what she was trying to say. Card companies do a great job and they brought great joy to my wife. I thank them for that. I hope you get a great feel for who my wife was. I am sure there are women in America who buy cards every week and categorize them in a large box just like my wife. I praise you for your generosity and kindness. Thank you for listening. I love you !
I am probably the worst fisherman. I love to fish but seem to catch very few. I traveled the Western United States for the last eight years. My girlfriend took most of the pictureswhen we were not able to stop, when the park traffic was packed, or when we had distance to cover. Most of the time we had our two puppies, Lala and Lulu, with us. Fishing poles on the bike. The dogs on the top bag ready to go. Our last spring, summer, and fall, the dogs travelled fifty thousand miles with us. Corina and I would not know what to do without them. I sold my Harley and moved to Costa Rica. It is the first time in forty years that I did not own a motorcycle. My wife passed away eight years ago, and I began to write poetry. This will be my ninth book published through Xlibris. I love to write simple prose and travel. This is my third travel log. I hope you enjoy it. Please check out my website: www.understanding-online.com. It is a fun website with lots of buttons (especially the buy buttons). Any questions? My e-mail is: [email protected]. May you have a great life, pura vida (the good life)! Timothy M. Nugent
I hope you enjoy this book. I hope you enjoy it so much that you look at my other books: Odes to Life and Love, Passages from Her Cards, and Travels with the Wildman Volumes 1 and 2. I am working on two more books: Fishing in the USA and Travels with the Wildman Volume 3. You can buy these books online: www.xlibris.com/odestolifeandlove.html and www.xlibris.com/TimothyM.Nugenthtml. Thank you! Enjoy life!
Roanoke is part of the lore of early America, the colony that disappeared. Many Americans know of Sir Walter Ralegh's ill-fated expedition, but few know about the Algonquian peoples who were the island's inhabitants. The Head in Edward Nugent's Hand examines Ralegh's plan to create an English empire in the New World but also the attempts of native peoples to make sense of the newcomers who threatened to transform their world in frightening ways. Beginning his narrative well before Ralegh's arrival, Michael Leroy Oberg looks closely at the Indians who first encountered the colonists. The English intruded into a well-established Native American world at Roanoke, led by Wingina, the weroance, or leader, of the Algonquian peoples on the island. Oberg also pays close attention to how the weroance and his people understood the arrival of the English: we watch as Wingina's brother first boards Ralegh's ship, and we listen in as Wingina receives the report of its arrival. Driving the narrative is the leader's ultimate fate: Wingina is decapitated by one of Ralegh's men in the summer of 1586. When the story of Roanoke is recast in an effort to understand how and why an Algonquian weroance was murdered, and with what consequences, we arrive at a more nuanced and sophisticated understanding of what happened during this, the dawn of English settlement in America.
