And I do mean first. First for me in ten years and first heavy snow for this area in awhile. Since we survived our night of indoor camping after the power went out yesterday morning, I got excited about … Continue reading Welcome to Wonderland/First Snow
Let me out, the veil grows thicker, darker, slicker, a slippery slope with little hope of resolution- the solution shadowed by shouts, riddled with doubts of survival as the dim light, once so bright slips quietly through greedy fingers … Continue reading Let Me Out! “One-Liner Wednesday”
Frenzied, manic, flitting from this to that- seemingly with ease. Struggling, praying, giving it all for others to please. Minding my own business as I try to survive in a cold world that hardly notices me until I … Continue reading No Small Thing
My Mom has been talking to me a lot these last few weeks. It will soon be 37 years since she went home. I keep hearing the same words, hear the same song in my head. We must forget our … Continue reading #OnelinerWednesday I Know He Watches Me..
The most difficult step in any journey is the first one. Continue reading Fear
To restore balance within existence, each of us must first look within… and accept the darkness there. Embrace it , allowing the Light to illuminate your soul and free your Spirit. With balance there is no need for judgment, pain … Continue reading Making a Change
She pulled back the edge of the fur blanket to peer into its scrunched up face. It was a lovely little creature, with dark hair and creamy white skin but for the teeth marks embedded in the back of its neck. How it wailed Continue reading Its Done/Forever Never
Chilly winds quake resolve
and snuff the flame of ill placed
admiration, glowing embers of
a fire now left to die. Continue reading Love’s Autumn/Poetry
https://www.youtube.com/embed/lN4AcFzxtdE“>http:// I try to understand why the nightmare goes on…. Continue reading From A Distance
A flash of dark, delicate skin and long black hair ran flashed through her mind, accusing black eyes filled with pain. Guilt crept into Naofa’s conscience but was quickly dissolved by waves of ecstasy. They moved in a dance of desire, moved just as the lovers in the woods had in her vision of pain. How she had longed to be that female.