LAWMAN The pupils of The Sacred Heart Primary School in Denlea didn't care about evidence or validity. The story of Lawman and the ritual that accompanied it was their heritage and it was their duty to perpetuate it. As such, the story was handed down every year from fifth graders to fourth graders. And at least once a week, the male pupils would run their death-defying gauntlet. By the time Chris Bell reached the fourth...

I was watching the last of the soap suds disappear down the plug-hole of the kitchen sink, when I heard a knock at the front door. I looked at the clock on the wall, that smug look on its face, proudly telling me it was very late. I sighed to myself because I knew exactly who was behind the knocking. It had to be Jodi. Only she would be found knocking my door at this time of night. And it was only she that I would ever op...

Walking beside you Rushing water and bright sun Dreams in my head run

Dear Narn, you are the perfect balance, a bit of everything topped with stunning good looks and adorableness that trumps everything else, courage to stand up where others might not but always with good intentions. Kind, careing, sweet and gentleness as well as considerable thoughtfullness for everyone else. Modest as well, even though you are the most amazing person who will walk across the face of this earth you will not...

While sweeping the hallway or emptying the trash cans, or making sure the bathrooms had paper towels and toilet paper, Orrin thought about Jessica. “So what if I’m the janitor and she’s a lawyer’s assistant, I’m just as good as anyone who works at Ainsworth and Thelin.”Orin was extremely shy but determined to ask her out and believed that if she got to know him, she would see that he was a lot more than a janitor. He wish...

As the night falls The darkness comes The bitter coldness creeping in The light of love holding it back  The feeling of warmth surrounding in The path is lit for the journey down the long road The way ahead is uncertain The love is strong and will grow They to grow strong with each other The new day is next filled with mystery and wonder What will it hold where will it go No one knows but them as they walk the path of the...

I could say that your eyes were like the brightest sparkling jewels! Or just that they are pretty like your face. I could proclaim your bearing as magnificent and queenly! Or just that you do have a bit of grace. I might observe that your long hair was golden. As brilliant as the full bright mid-day sun! Or I could just say that it looked quite lovely. That seeing it or touching it was fun. I could sigh that your skin fel...

When the light of your eyes shall make pallid the mean lesser lights I pursue , And the charm of your presence shall lure me from love of the gay “thirteen two.” - Kipling.More or less in unison and more or less in tune the congregation sang,“Except the Lord build the house; their labour is but lost that build it. Except the Lord keep the city; the watchman waketh but in vain. It is but lost labour that ye rise up early,...

Like a cobra which has cast its coils spiralling conch-like three times… the enchantress of the world, slender as a lotus stem, bright as a lightning flash, lies sleeping, breathing softly in and out, murmuring poems in sweet metres, humming like a drunken bee in the petals of the lotus, how brightly her light shines. - From the Sarchakra-nirupanaAdeline had retired from lunch as soon as she had eaten, making excuses that...

“Dad, come on,” she began as she held out a plate of food to her father. “You have to try and eat something.” He looked up at her with his tired, over-worked blue-gray eyes. “Charlotte, I can’t. I have to focus on my research. This is very important.” She stared back at him, unresponsive, and he sighed. “You wouldn’t understand.” “What wouldn’t I understand, dad?” She questioned him, growing resentful at his stubbornness....

Lissa Morgan walked along the busy street in New York city, talking on her cell as she kept an eye on the overcast sky. It was just mid September, but the rain had been threatening the residents for a week now and had not fully released itself. Her honey coloured hair had soaked up the moisture in the air and was loose and curly around her shoulders as she tried to toss is unsuccessfully over her shoulder. She laughed at...

The accident wasn’t her fault. It was both of theirs. “… I can’t help falling in love with you”, sung Elvis Presley’s husky voice from the radio. It was the 3 rd of January 1962 and the summer heat was out in full force. It was what you would expect to see Cottesloe Beach on a sweltering summers day, people having fun, families and children and the odd group of teenyboppers. “Throw us the towels Payton” Adrianna said to t...

Jump in, she says, it will renew you. I dive into the blue water. It’s cold. English seawater is always cold. It is dark down here, I can’t see, but I can feel. I feel her splashing beside me, reaching for my hand. Her fingers are so small. Make a wish, she says. I like her, but I’m scared. Wouldn’t you be scared diving from a cliff into this floating world of darkness? I have to pull away. Her fingers slip from mine. Don...

A Time and Place by Rumple deWriter It had all ended. The last hymn faded into silence. The last prayer spoken. The last condolence given. Mike still couldn’t cry—not yet. Back home he fell into an uneasy sleep filled with the same dream. Flames and smoke boiled from the windows in the back half of the old, wooden church. Framed against the stormy, night sky, the fire so dominated their minds no one noticed the parking lo...

Some loves may come your way,And captivate your mind,And some loves may touch your heart,With words so sweet and kind.But, your love has touched me deeper,More than you'll ever know,More than merely capturing my heart,You're etched upon my soul.A love that will forever burn,Like an eternal flame,And long after we both are gone,Our love will always remain.For our love is eternal,Forever, come what may,A love that can't be...