Us – September Free Choice
Silence was my greatest fear. After all these years I’ve found us: our family, born out of poverty…
Ocean Eyes: June Poetry
Ocean skies, your Ocean eyes Enough to drown a thousand men and a thousand after Each of them gasping for…
Grace – Short Story
Diana sat on the floor with her back to one of the tall cupboards while the fan above her blew…
Burn Bright – April Free Choice
At your worst, I’ll look at you as if you were at your best because I insist on Beauty And…
A Tender Gaze – March Free Choice
She transferred her brown eyes to me – feeling unsettling Yet wholesome, looking to see whose gaze turns away…
A Simple Sunday – Anecodote
The bell tolls. Those entering the temple hold on to the clapper – the elongated metal piece in the bell…
Forgotten – February Free Choice
Forgotten When you are old and weary, And alone by the fire under the white light of the moon,…
falling under
The day of my marriage came flooding back. At last I would have the world placed upon my finger; at last…
Character Perspective
QUOTATION: “And in the wood where often you and I Upon faint primrose beds were wont to lie,…
The murmuring of dark skies
The murmuring of dark skies Here we are. Summer and winter she ran away like a majestic bird, ready…