Short Story Sunday: Ode to a Greek God
This is one of my favorites, and my schedule and brain are both full today. Some of you might have read … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Ode to a Greek God
Tag: verse
You Wait At My Door
You wait at my door, Your bite still fresh, Your cries Your pleading Your banging The scratching Your love Astounds … Continue reading You Wait At My Door
Sounds of the Night
3:00 a.m. In the quiet of the night A snap of a twig in the trees The sigh of … Continue reading Sounds of the Night
A Walk in the Woods
Lightly we tread in the woods Along a muddy path Fog blanketing the lake I hold my skirt To keep … Continue reading A Walk in the Woods
Saturday musings of a busy working mom
The gray green leaves Mixed with orange and brown Crimson falling in the rain Silent Not a sound Except the … Continue reading Saturday musings of a busy working mom
Headless (a romantic tale… sort of)
He stood in front of me his neck a stump without a head. In his hand was a note on … Continue reading Headless (a romantic tale… sort of)
Field of Poppies
Over the past few years I’ve covered many serious parenting issues between my other stories. I spend a lot of … Continue reading Field of Poppies
Cold lips touched with blood – getting ready for Halloween with comments from the peanut gallery.
Oh deathly pale With cold lips Kissed with red The blood of the living Brings your heart Alive For the … Continue reading Cold lips touched with blood – getting ready for Halloween with comments from the peanut gallery.
Vampire Maman 