Love comes in many forms, more than meet the eye;Some are quite accepted, while others vilified;But who are we to judge, what we do not know?The feelings of the heart are beyond what we control;I empathize with any, who must live with the plight;To love who they wish, which is their given right;We must be more accepting and end all forms of hate;Even if with baby steps, begin today, don't wait;Open up your heart and mind;...

My dearest Lady HonourWith the wreaths of laurel in your hairShow me the cards that you hold so close to your chestTell me your secrets so that I may know you all the betterLet me show you how, where other men have failed and fallen by the waysideMy dearest honourable maidenMy sweetest Lady CharityWith the basket full of fanciesShow me the generosity that others have failed to unlock Tell me how kind you are so that I may...

Have you Ever....Walked up on a fawn so young, it just froze in place, and tried to shrink into the grass?Stood beside a raging stream in full flood, and felt the tumultuous anger?Just run as hard as you can until your body drops to the ground as you gulp for air?Stood on the deck of a ship at sea, and just marveled at the stars?Watched a cow whose calf has died, standing over the body, and watched the tears flowing down...

A bookkeeper silently tapped away her life at the see and saw of what they paythey say the meaning of life is to make the fat man fatterbut I doubt he even lives for thatShe taps away at numbers swirlingon a dark rainy night of Halloweenwith numbers blurring, she grits her teeth just outside a costume party is whirlingWhirling revelers reel and wheelthrough an eighty-five thousand dollar shin-digthe lights are right and t...

The story of polio probably began long ago in the cities of Mesopotamia, Egypt, and Northern India, where the conditions were right for transmission of the virus – chiefly high population density and rudimentary sanitation. It is a story that experts in Public Health believe will end sometime in the next decade with the eradication of poliovirus ­ only the second human virus to have been eradicated, the other being smallp...

Jesus leads me through the darkness into the light of day;  If holding my hand is not enough, he carries me all the way; He always knows just what I need in times of joy or sorrow; So, I'll follow him day to day, as he lights the path of each tomorrow. 

Dedicated to Anthony Chansa, challenge accepted!“Please don’t rattle any feathers with this one Maria,” I begged. Maria Sposcic was generally thought of as the best detective in the department. Unfortunately for the large majority of bureaucrats on the force, she had a very provocative personality. She was a moderately attractive woman in her late thirties. She'd probably look more attractive if she took care of her hair...

Hate was such an unusual thing. Hate could be applied to so many things: enemies, animals, emotions, random people, freedoms, abilities, on and on unto infinity. But for Alex, hate was the emotion he felt whenever an entire place seemed against him. Navigating the maze of buildings proved far more difficult than necessary. Despite meeting only a few people and creatures along the way, just exiting the street that held him...

Give me a kiss from my forehead to my toesThe one that makes my heart constrict to pure blissThose kisses that can make you cry with happiness That deep feeling of belongingness with someoneGive me a kiss from my lips to your tongueThe one that makes me hungry for moreThose kisses that can make you thirsty That kissing is not enough to satisfy a needGive me a kiss that can weaken my kneesThe one that makes my inside turns...

Remembering when the days were long, and the roads stretched to the horizon under those deep blue skies. And now those skies are grey and threatening with the season beginning to change as the clouds roll by. Everything has either changed or in the process of change and at times feeling like a prisoner who’s trying to break free. Never really at times seeing the writing on the wall and still the game continues to be playe...

Come, lady, no more delay, it is time for love,And I am waiting, hot with expectant desireTo begin that sweet voyage of explorationThat leads to paradise, as we fly to the starsIn mutual embrace, daily cares forgottenIn the exquisite ecstasy of married bliss.Come lady, finish your nocturnal ritualsAnd stand before the bed where I lie waiting,My desire inflamed by your aching lovelinessThrobbing with the sweet ache of anti...

CHAPTER SEVEN / CHAPITRE SEPTLaurent damn there walked through the elevator door as it opened to the lobby. Walking over to the front desk, he gave a quick turn around to see if he spotted Larry. "Besoin d'aide Mr. Bourgeois?" questioned the front desk clerk "Oui, vous avez vu mon frère jumeau?""Your brother came earlier for the gym," explained the clerk"It's 5:32 in the morning. How earlier?""Maybe around one. He walked...

The homecomingTom was glad to be out of the hospital. He had little to take to his sons home from the hospital, A few pairs of pajamas, sleepers, the get well cards and pictures his family had taken to the hospital during his recovery. Old Tom would have preferred to be home, but his son had insisted that he stay with them for at least a month while he got his strength back. Young Tom wanted his dad here at his place over...

I held the phone tightly in between my hands as my body trembled in the closet. I could feel my lips shiver as I waited for what was to happen next. I could feel my heartbeat, heavy in my head. Death was coming, I was certain of it. I heard the door slowly open, and I pushed myself hard back to the wall like I wanted to penetrate it. I could hear his footsteps. He closed the door and locked it like he already knew I was h...

Missing YouWhere do I turn for an family advocate?I often looked for advice; you were always there.My compass, my inner voice; taken from me so soon.Removed to soon from little ones that need you still.We left behind, will always cherish your smileWarmed that you had been with us.I keep you near me; in my vault of memoriesI find no beauty in this darkness.There is no joy in this blackness of night.You were the light of my...