Andrew C McDonald

Joined October 2021

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Andrew McDonald was a 911 dispatcher for 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.

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Zoom in closer. Right there. Note her skin’s pearlescent sheen. Crap! A zit. Make up!
By Andrew C McDonaldabout 14 hours ago in Poets
Gone But Not Replaced
It’s not my own voice Returning to stroke my ears Her echoes …, haunting … Brick by mortared brick I built a protective wall
By Andrew C McDonaldabout 14 hours ago in Poets
There he lies
There he lies The brother of my beloved wife The one whom I deny For his hurtful ways His disdain for others His history of past transgressions
By Andrew C McDonald8 days ago in Poets
Bent But Not Broken. Top Story - March 2026.
I would die for you But what would that avail me? May I live for you? A thief in the night You bypassed all my safeguards
By Andrew C McDonald8 days ago in Poets
Leader
Hearken ye now unto a tale: A tale of daring, strength, courage. A tale of woe, danger, and spite. A tale whose ending is yet to be written: This is the tale of a powerful tribe of once proven warriors whose cultural notions celebrate freedom, idealism, and strength tempered with compassion.
By Andrew C McDonald8 days ago in Fiction
Too Late?
Terrible weather comes mate. I feel a storm brewing A storm of fickle fate From Oval Office far beyond Australia, Europe, Greenland …
By Andrew C McDonald9 days ago in Poets
Urk
I will survive this I’ve always fought my way through Always will until …
By Andrew C McDonald2 months ago in Poets
I Haft To
The haft fits snugly It feels so right in my hand She screams as it falls
By Andrew C McDonald2 months ago in Poets
Final Moment. Content Warning.
My hand doth quiver Clenching tight on the trigger My finger twitches
By Andrew C McDonald2 months ago in Poets
Floating Fragrance
Silky soft blossoms Wafting in a fragrant breeze My nostrils distend
By Andrew C McDonald2 months ago in Poets
Morning Grief
Waking up alone I didn’t know what to say To this empty house * * * I smelled your pillow A faint whiff of you remains
By Andrew C McDonald2 months ago in Poets
Dank Refuge
A city’s dead bones Dank catacombs full of mists Rock bottom refuge
By Andrew C McDonald3 months ago in Poets

Andrew C McDonald

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Gone But Not Replaced

There he lies

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Floating Fragrance

Morning Grief

Dank Refuge

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