"Swee' tea, sweetie?" Maria looked up, nodded, and smiled. Laurie refilled her glass from the pitcher, replaced it on the table, and sat down in the rocker beside her on the porch. There was a soft breeze rustling the turning foliage of the trees scattered across the landscape. "Is that one of your children playing in the leaves today, Maria?" referring to the zephyr moving about the woodlands. He pronounced her name with...
The rider came swiftly towards Avenigar. Keeping his horse at a fast trot, he reached the cluster of buildings that stood beyond the town’s West gate. Those buildings stood mostly empty and boarded up now that winter had arrived. During the summer, though, they were home to hundreds when trade caravans passed through en route to the mountain passes. Dev Jackelbury, Warden of Avenigar, stood in the watchtower over the gate...
I watched my copper mailbox dangle from the door of my bar through the blurs of my windshield wipers. The rubber gripped the glass, not a forgotten drop or streak. They were new. The car was new. The mailbox was rusted and tarnished. It was Sunday, I’d just gotten out of one of those fancy Catholic Cathedrals I’d found in inner-city Moscow, and as I trudged through the rain, I begged God that the mailbox be empty. I...
Blasted AUTEC Range! D.. submarines! They're right. All we are is pond scum targets. Oh well no St. Croix visit AGAIN. Wait, we're setting sea and anchor detail? Cool! Even if we are end of pier, I'll get to see that crescent shaped beach finally. Better get below and take the watch. CSOW here I come.Our Captain had some pull so we got to have two Laser sailboats as part of our welfare and recreation deal. Not bad for a D...
Fire In The Rain Flickering torch upon windowsill In turbulent air whirls the windmill Red heats the beads of mornings kiss Electrified volt of Terra’s abyss Illuminating glass separates the elements Neither shall embrace in remembrance. Ticks of time resonate the patter of drops Heard as I gaze past the swaying treetops Everlasting Earth, water, air and fire Reclaiming each realm and to each their desire. Aimlessly I pon...
Wanderer's blood coursed through my ancestors' veins, Boiling under wind-stretched sails off Africa’s coast, Thousands of miles from their European homes. Their blood stirred at the vast mysteries before them, Legends and rumors of the dark continent, devourer of men, Pulsating through their thoughts As they stepped onto the red soil for the first time. Their wanderlust stirs and boils within my blood too. Echoes of the d...
Prologue - How We Met The story I am telling you is unique and rare, one someone is sure to remember and pass down for the future. It is a tale of two partners in flight. My name is Vix and I am a halfbreed of winged demons and humans. A very odd combination if you ask me, however my parents weren't the type to have a care in the world when it came down to love. No one could separate the two but it was taboo to interlock...
Outside the wind howlsChurning the earth I feel like I'm twisting aroundCan't find a perchMy mind is confusedMy heart out of beatI can't find the groundThe wind under seatThe tress slam the houseLike the words slam on meDust swirls aroundLike your words swirl in meDo I trust the lightOr the darkness inside?When the wind dies downWhat will be left behind.
I do not know what I really ownSomething held by me all alone. Something I can show for all to seeAn object that belongs to only me. The most valued is not really a thingBut happiness and joy to me it brings. It is just words appearing on my screenThey speak to me of what may have been. They come to me in messages on endWe talk together and then hit send. A friend out there I will never seeTis the only way it will ever be...
Stripped to nothing Everyone knows your secret You hear the whispers An out-of-body experience Occurs immediately It feels as though You’re in a forest, Walking amidst the Barren trees and Brambles of dead bushes In a perpetual Fog The cold wind Against your skin The barrage of clouds, Blocking out the sun The moonlight shines, Only to not Reach the ground. Too dusky for you? Exposure does not Become you. Scary, isn’t it?...
A warm breeze buffets my hair and face. It first invites, then challenges a response. The breeze calls to my horse. It tugs at his mane and plays with his tail. He tosses his head and beseeches me to reply. His hooves tap impatiently at the earth. I sit still on his back; try to ignore the invitations. But yet, I am not immune to the calling. A quick, concise movement, I shift forward. My horse has his head. He bounds for...
As I stand in the unlit darkness Observing the clouds cover the sky which hides the stars and the moon furtively I argue in my mind Is it black or a much more subtle deep velvety purple that appears black? The smoke from my cigarette unfurls into its depths I marvel at its unadorned beauty In the distance I hear the waves crashing against the beach at Selsey They call to me and I long to move towards them I’d sell my soul...
