Dogs have perfect holidays. They simply need to take a drive across the landscape, stop somewhere, get out, and start investigating the situation. Any circumstance is fine by them so long as they get to discover new and promising terrain.  A vacation away from home. Something new. A place to get out and run. Full-speed and away. The family is on holiday and it can simply be a stop at the nearest parking lot beside a busin...

I turned around and looked up just as an arrow seared the air next to my face. I scanned the mountain side, looking for the projectile's owner. But in the dense woods, it was difficult to see. My heart began beating rapidly within my chest as the fear I would soon be killed slowly sank in. There was nowhere left to run, and nowhere left to hide. I turned and started half-running, half-sliding my way down the pine needle c...

Swiveling to and fro, I pondered over my desk. Paper covered every inch that the wood finish could not be seen. The elegant pose of the pen in hand, lightly pressed to the thin white sheet , blank and ready for inspiration. I wrote rapidly, each stroke made with a clear choice, even though my O's were a little too big and my S's often turned into 8's.I picked up the page, read it over a few times, before crumpling it up a...

It's a beautiful day outside blue skies not a cloud  But in here it's stormy  Grey clouds building thick with no signs of clearing.You have really done it this time  alienated everyone that helps you, the people you called friends. Even the person you call your best friend,the person you always asked for help And he bailed you out, if he could.What are you going to do now? Do you have a plan for when you get out of hospit...

Yelling and screaming flooding my ears. A slap across the face. But it seems like nobody really cares That their son is awake. It's three am but the thief doesn't care. He's out for blood and more. The youthful body lies asleep in bed. The only motion is breathing. Crossing the street on the empty streets. A drag race begins only a few blocks away. Zero to sixty plus by the second stop-light. A child stumbles into the roa...

The day after her birthday Jen was up earlier than usual as she had a special reason to get to work early. She was s surprised by her Moms sudden appearance in the kitchen. It seems that despite all her attempts at being quiet Mom heard her, she filed away the sharpness of Moms hearing for future reference. When questioned about the earliness of the hour Jen said she had been asked to do the opening set up. It was less th...

In the wee hours of the morning, while the rest of her family slept, Jen was packing. A towel wedged under her door assured the light in her room would not be visible from the hallway and invite anyone to inquire if she was OK, she was not OK. An old military duffle bag found at a garage sale was being methodically packed with some of her belongings."Enough was enough," she said to herself. Barred from dances and all spor...

I'm sure you don't remember the first time we met. I say "met"; it was but a brief moment in which two strangers passed each other by, one barely noticing the other, if at all, but leaving an unmistakably profound impression on him—on me. No, I am certain you do not remember, but I will never forget, for it was the moment that the seed of my love for you was planted.It was late in May, early in the morning—I could tell yo...

Ten minutes before eight o'clock and I was out the door, rushing around the corner to the house owned by the woman who'd promised me my kitten at eight sharp. I knocked at the door even though I didn't see any extra cars in the driveway, figuring they'd just dropped him off or something and she had him inside. She opened the door and said I had to wait another day, the younger daughter wasn't letting anybody near the kitt...

Mist swirls.Every sense strainsto catch a glimpse. A movement.Spinning towards,Find you smilingAll is well.Then probe too deep.Into the mist vanish.Waiting anxiously.No point in searching;The mist conceals.No way to reach you.Then out of this mist,Returning once more.My heart swells,Concerns war.Should I ask or avoid?Tendrils of mistObscure your eyes.Can't read you.One touchOf a sensitive spotAnd you are gone again.Catchi...