We huddle silentlyDraped in a quilt of innocent friendshipThe warmth of our arms minglingAs we sit side-by-side in the dark roomOur faces flicker with multi-colored splashesDolled out by my bulky old TVShowing our private 'movie-night' movieBathing us in...
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Dream a little Dream
Was it a dream?When she awoke, she was alone except for the cats. She sat there and tried to capture the essence of what had to be the most marvelous of dreams. Incredible characters, a fanciful story, danger, and friendships galore that felt remarkably real. She loo...
The oar blades dip into the dappled glass-like waterBeneath the sighs of weeping willows, the boat glides forwardSending gentle ripples fanning across the river, shorewardTo slosh softly against the bankAcross the boat, she looks back at meHer blonde hair...
The Artist
When your partner doesn't want commitmentYou decided the end of our story before we could write it Robbing us of a maybe, stealing our possibility Opting out of responsibility My love has chosen a misfit You wrote our entire album before a tune was hummed, Playing with my heart like a melody A...
Anonymous
I came the quickest way, across the glaur, when I was called, my heart almost clearing my body in my haste. Too soon, yet. The family is up-stairs, the ceiling weighted by them. I keep where they cannot tell my presence or its dread import. The Bible lies...
Unabashed blood rainbow huesTossed in a sea of whittled newsA whiplash current, a greedy bearEats its fill within its lair.Stomping fields of calves and thighsPrance around with filtered eyesOne princess calls monks to her foldBlue eyes flash, 'Do as you'...
The Treasure Chest
It was a case of “love at second sight”.Our “mamad” (a protected room in an apartment constructed with reinforced concrete to withstand anything but a direct impact from a conventional projectile) doubles as a TV room and contains bookshelves and a work niche. On the second shelf above the desk...
The Watered Down Version
Saying goodbye and moving onIn the watered down version of you, you are merely an acquaintance not the love from my youth. In this version, you are smaller with those thin hands that keep slipping through mine. And, yes, you still speak with a bit of a southern accent, but it’s not...
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Tis The Season
She couldn't do it any longer"I'm sorry Marge, I can't drive with you any longer." "Why not, Lois? I thought we were friends? Is it my driving?" "Yes, we are friends, good friends. And no, it's not your driving." "Then what's the problem?" "You just had your car fixed, right?" "Ye...
Checkin' In
Ya do what ya gotta do and thank the Lord for the time betweenLeather clad knuckles rap the bar. Irish Jack grabs the whisky and pours a shot. "How ya be, Bill? Good week?" "Got those bastard Darcy boys, but they're thin shit for the miles rid. Need me some tender mercy tonight. Fanny free?" "Always for ya, Bill. Li...
The gull sails aloft white-crested oceanas smooth as silk, in perfect motioneyes scan the surf for silver glimmersto harvest crops of scaly dinnersA glint, a meal, a hunger realan upward swoop with deft and zealone turn, a hover, then a plungesharp golden...
Going to the Pictures Part one
Young delight brought to a wartime haltAt 1.00 am on the 6th May 1941 a German bomb made a direct hit on the Apollo Picture House, reducing it to rubble. On hearing the news, I, just turned seven, cried all that day. Not the Apollo, where my visions of life, truth, or fantasy, were just coming...
They Believe Him Now
Everyone looked a little sideways at him after his youthful storiesThe town mourned when he passed away and held a very large funeral. He was survived by his wife, three children, and many grandchildren. The officiant told his long life and the many changes he had brought to their town. Suddenly a dark shadow passed...
Jacob calls me in the afternoons, around three to make sure I am out of bed. On this day, I am groggy, but I still answer. “Let’s go have a margarita at that Mexican place by the gallery tonight,” he says. “Not yet. OK?” “Oh, come now, Jane! They have gre...
She's Come Into Her Own
She found love, but also found her purpose in life!She wiped a smudge off her porcelain cheek. Her husband clapped her shoulder. "You were supposed to stay out of it." "I would have if the witch hadn't sent that dragon!" The neighboring Queendom thought the death of her step-mother was an opening to invad...