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The Apprentice | A Work in Progress — RUCKERPEDIA

{ 404 words so far } “I am Death,” he tells me as he hands me the scythe. He had personally forged the blade out of stainless steel himself. I can’t help but be amazed at his resourcefulness, and the meticulousness of his craft, his attention to detail and his drive to be the best […]

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A Patchwork Companion | A Work in Progress — RUCKERPEDIA

{ 639 words so far } Just before dusk the man took a break from his work in the basement. He was not hungry, or more specifically, he had no appetite. Instead he opted for a cold beverage from the refrigerator in the kitchen to quench his thirst. Only when he popped the cap off […]

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Jubilee | Lyrics [via RUCKERPEDIA]

I wrote this little ditty in 2009 under less tumultuous socio-political times. But its message of unity and the overcoming of differences and the celebration of the fact that we’re all here, human and alive, is timeless. And timely on a day like today.

Happy Thanksgiving to all.

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It’s that special time of year

We should gather with each other despite our fears

We’ll break bread and dine with wine

And discover there’s no trouble and we’re just fine

We are all of the same blood

So it’s silly to throw punches instead of hugs

Peace is not (just) for the naive

We should be wearing our compassion upon our sleeves

So let’s celebrate today

And be grateful that we all have a voice to say

That we’re thankful for our lives

And we’re laughing, dancing, singing and giving high fives


Written: March 28, 2009. Released on the album Bridging the Disconnect, released September 29, 2009 via I Rock Recordings under the moniker of Sap.

Copyright © 2009 by Brandon L. Rucker

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Guitars, voices & percussion performed by  Brandon Rucker.

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Living and Dying Under a Harvest Moon | A Short Story — RUCKERPEDIA

One of the most romantic pieces I’ve ever written. But of course I always like to add a little tragedy for good measure. Just a tad this time, though. Enjoy!

{ 1039 words } As dawn claims the night I see the morning sun begin to break over the horizon from our window. I’ve been watching Stella sleep. She’s so quiet and still, I want to feel her beating heart to be sure she’s still with me. With passion as our spark, we’d made love, […]

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I’m Not From Around Here | A Poem

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Driving fast down sun-baked country roads

Countless tiny towns are silhouettes in my dust

I dare not stop for fear of the unknown

I have this little suspicion they don’t like my kind

The kind different from them

The kind not of their own

It’s not that I blame them, really

It’s not their fault that they’re wrong

My destination is clear

No place in particular

Just enjoy the scenic route

Before night claims the scenery

There’s a fork in my roads of chance

My front tire takes the brunt of it

I pull over to the soft shoulder

My good luck having failed me

Rear view mirror, another driver is nearing

A big red pickup, a good ol’ boy pulls next to me

Sweat beading on my brow now, I’m unsure of his intention

I ease out of the car, though I’m thankful for his…

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Road Dog | A Double-Drabble — RUCKERPEDIA

{ 200 words } Various instruments crowd the back of the cargo van-turned-tour van. His legs are cramped. He’s gotta piss, but there’s no rest stop for god knows how many miles. As the miles become more miles, his hunger becomes aching, tiredness becomes weariness. He’s horny, sure. But he sincerely misses her for all […]

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