The phone wouldn't stop ringing. Amy, sitting at the table on the other side of the kitchen, eating a bologna-on-white-with-mayonnaise sandwich and heading into what she sensed would be one of the   steamier parts of,"The Carpetbaggers," tried to ignore the noise, though she couldn’t help wondering what had happened to her sister who always tried to beat everyone else to the phone. Jan was sure to get it before long, she...

   Hearts, as played by Amy, Mark, Willie, and Bob was as much a contact sport as a card game. They’d all been varsity athletes in high school, were still competitive, and hated to lose at anything, including cards. The current debate didn’t center on the game, however, but which album to play during the next hand. “Okay, y’all,” said Amy, addressing Mark and Bob while collecting the cards, “we’ve played ‘The Good, the Ba...

 xxxHauling trash isn’t that bad a job, thought Mark, as he drove away from the now-deserted American Legion Hall. Unbuttoning his sweat soaked shirt, he let the wind blow across his big, sweaty chest. Of course, loading and unloading all that stuff in this heat comes close to resembling real work. But hauling it away, that’s a snap.While grinning at his own joke, he double-clutched and downshifted before stopping at the...

All around me are the views of familiar faces that seem to be going nowhere, and has me recalling the familiar places I left behind as tears seem to be a way to fill their glasses as they sit in the Old Man’s Bars and wait for the day they die the slow death they have chosen. Looking right through most of them and being very easy to file them in a convenient drawer much like an old library card catalogue. Now it seems as...

I wish you could see what you mean to meWhere we have gone and where we will beWe were two souls connected in the nightAn email that started a friendship so right Tears, laughter, and naughty things Fun times, joys, and stories of ping'sHush Little One and Seduction by SlumberThese things we write without encumber Seeing through the chaos in my headHelping me see what needs to be said Through love, pain and heartacheYou'r...

 You were such a beautiful person So full of lifeYou were a mother, a sister, a friend You had a smile that was infectious As soon as you walked into a roomAll heads turned to look at youYou were so much more than just looksYour heart so full and giving Only you knew your sorrows You held them deep inside Never speaking of your sadness Until the last dayWhen you decided to leaveYou left behind many hopes and dreams You to...

She blew in like an aggravated F5 tornado, shouted, "Don't you dare say a thing,” slammed the door shut and slung her purse across the room. It ricocheted away from my bottom-weary couch, cleared off the end table, then teetered briefly at the edge before following the displaced debris onto the floor. Only the reading lamp survived, leaning drunkenly against the wall, shade tilted at a precarious angle, light flickering,...

I want to do good, make people happy. I want to forgive, I want to understand.I don't want to be judged. Therefore I will try never to judge. I want to be loved and cherished. I wish to love and to cherish. Breathe... look in the mirror. None of us were born to be perfect.Not one...Let your shoulders drop. Un-clench your hands and jaw. Relax.Take a deep breath, let it out, let it go... Now repeat aloud...I am awesome!I am...

A person looks fine with Bipolar Except they have highs and lows They lose all their composure Their moods come, and they go One day they're on a manic high In a minute they could crash Thoughts of death and suicide These feeling happen in a flash Most like to self-medicate Their medications bring them down This is genetic and is their fate No smiles and only frowns Their moods are all over the place Yet they're very crea...

I love salt, water, taffy, and tearsbut only if they are happyNow I need someone to calm my fearsDistract and let's escape for the dayTelevision off, radio turned downTomorrow a visit to our boatI'll accept only smiles; no one can frownIf you wish to board my happy vesselWe'll venture out with coolers, icy coldFull of good food, beer, and treatsThe wind in our ears, let the good take holdSwimming, fishing, laughing and fu...

Mr. Rabbit had had a very tiring week, harvesting his bountiful garden. Now that that was done he was exhausted and in need of some quiet relaxation. And who better to spend a quiet day with, he thought, than with his good friend, Mr. Turtle. “Yes, a nice quiet day with my good friend Mr. Turtle would be just the thing I need,” Rabbit mused. “Especially as tomorrow is my birthday. I shall give him a call right now.” Mr. R...

What did you really gainWith your little bashingWere you hoping to cause painLots of tongue lashingYou and your boyfriendRunning around making funSo glad we're not friendsI'm glad we're doneA signature made with raccoonsAsking my friends to join youI now understand your tuneSeems a bit cuckooA club to hate MysteriaI saw the black boxesTrying to cause a bit of hysteriaI was a bit in shockI don't follow you aroundI should h...

Author's Note: (Before you read this, please keep in mind that this is an unfinished work, and I really want to hear what you think of it so far. Do you want to see the rest? Is it a good start? Please let me know! :) )Watching the stars was sort of a pass-time for Jethro, he would spend most evenings after he’d eaten his microwave dinner, sitting on his apartment’s balcony looking up at the few stars he could actually se...

Glitter girl, you came into my life at just the perfect timeYou make me laugh, forget my problems and show me the dayI know you're popular around these parts, but what we have is mineWeird exploring, picture choices, your are the sunshine to my rayMessages sent and received, each a delight, a puzzle, exploring your brainWhat goes on in there? You've given me just a small glimpse and a tasteGlitter follows, you leave a tra...

How often do you run into a stranger, Till he ceases to become one altogether? They say name's are essential, But does it hold what’s really vital? If you know someone’s name but not their thoughts, Nor their wishes and the battles they fought. Should you say he’s a friend, When you never connected till the end? If you know his wishes and dreams, And all there is to know it seems; But you never knew his name, Is he a stra...