Category Archives: Prose

A friend in Need

I don’t usually repost something.  But recently another blogger brought this post of mine back into focus.  It’s a tribute to my Best Friend. Recently this Best Friend has discovered that with her illness, she will not get any better. … Continue reading

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Search

The exhaustion overwhelms me. The search, never ending. Once, you were at my fingertips, but slipped away. I found you in a smile, or so I thought. My illusions tease me. The image like waves on asphalt in summer. Your … Continue reading

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Kiss Me In The Rain

This one has been rattling around in my brain in bits and pieces.  I feel pretty good about finally getting it posted!  I hope you enjoy!  Kiss me in the rain. Love washing over me. Flames no downpour can extinguish. … Continue reading

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My Muse

  You are the well from which I drink. Each breath with you is retched and welcoming. Your presence can cleanse or stain this heart. You are a curse, yet I must have you. I need you, though I despise … Continue reading

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W – Withered

W – Withered When you look at me, do you see the passions of a young girl?  Do you see me? These hands once held a favorite baby doll. They tenderly held a lover.  They held a child to comfort … Continue reading

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V – View of the World

V – View of the world Towering over her, she looked up into Grandpa’s eyes.  Smiling back at her, he held out a gnarled hand.   She took it.  His hand swallowed hers, making it disappear. Looking into her sparkling blue … Continue reading

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U – Unseen

U – Unseen Head up, shoulders back. The water is a bitter drink, the air, like daggers tear at her heart. She pushes back; those unseen dragons weigh heavily. She has the resolve of the Ancients.  Her battle will forge … Continue reading

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