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About jedwardnajera

I am an artist and a Poet. I live the life of a poet. I published several novels. Nena the Fairy and the Iron Rose, Dust of the Moon are among them, available through Amazon Books. I have spent over thirty five years in a classroom. I am now retired from that profession. My father kept a living record of his lifetime as he lived through the Twentieth Century. He was born in 1908 and almost lived long enough to see us enter the new millennium. He entrusted to me nearly 400 pages that he wrote through the years. Now I am continuing the tradition by posting my own stories and misadventures. I am trying to post a new entry or chapter each Friday. Check in on us at least once a week for the latest post.

The Wings of the Destroyer

A soft wind and blows beneath the clouds The taste of rain fills the air Neighbors walked by and give a survivors salute It is a good day to see the rising hills green from rain I’m looking out as … Continue reading

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The Boy Scout by Carlos Najera de Madrid

   While I was still in high school at Oxnard High, Class of 1927, I was a Boy Scout. Scouting was still a new thing at that time. It started in England and it took a few years to spread … Continue reading

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Where We Sat Down

The Lord once made the earth, and likewise made the sky, and when He looked upon the earth, and saw what He had done, He saw that it was good. The evil that men do is heard throughout the lands. … Continue reading

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Comes the Darkness

Sundown. Comes the darkness. The shadows are king And the night wings slip away. Sundown.  The Storm breathes evil Upon the waters  With deep hated breath. The boy felt it. He heard the violent voice Hissing through The punishing front. … Continue reading

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Christmas Story by Carlos Najera

I made it to the fifth grade. It wasn’t easy. In fact I hated school. A lot of kids gave me a hard time, and many of the teachers were no better. I remembered my father telling me how important … Continue reading

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Doña Margarita

   Here’s a “Kodak moment” with me and my grandma back in 1948. Her name was Margarita Ledesma. All my life she looked the same. She never changed. I have a picture of her when she was a young lady, … Continue reading

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El Centro

   Here I am. In the background I can see the front of our house in El Centro, California, in the Imperial Valley. It is just a couple of miles from the Mexico/U.S. border.  It was a small town back … Continue reading

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The Game

 “Joe! Come and eat!”    The tile floor in the bathroom felt cold against his bare feet.    “I am coming!” He shouted back angrily. He was drying himself quickly in the steamy bathroom. Everything, even the towel was damp … Continue reading

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Uncle Joe Takes a Hike

I have been stuck at home ever since this madness began. I am a senior citizen now, and a type II diabetic. I broke a toe in January, and I was just starting to get over it when the pandemic … Continue reading

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Prologue of the Fairies

   They are here, right now. They are among us, and all about us, the fairies. They hear our thoughts and the beatings of our hearts. And in our deepest sleep they dance inside our dreams and dust our days … Continue reading

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