My Novel in One-syllable

Sam work. Bad thing. Guest there not see. Fear fast clean. Talk leave. Stew. Play. Drink. Fun. Then sick. Dread. Friend knows. Wife no. Sick bad. Doc tests. Not good. Death near. Bye… Continue reading →

Nakedness

I do not like it when a tree becomes as naked as can be and shakes me up, it brings such woe to see those branches empty blow when arms become mere twigs… Continue reading →

Too Fast

I live at a fast pace. I’m not a race car driver (though I do like to drive fast. I have absolutely no patience for slow drivers). I move fast. Eat fast. Clean… Continue reading →

A Story in A B C’s

At the corner of the street I’d see her. Bright as usual, she lit up her front yard. Cars whizzed by but she didn’t pay attention. “Did she even know I was there?”… Continue reading →

Thanksgiving Awe and Hush

Leaf breezy thee I’m overwhelmed you see Your colours rain on me I cannot let things be Red there said With Vibrancy overhead Such glory, soul is fed I take it all to… Continue reading →

Silver Glass

Washing over me… your voice comes. It’s so soothing even if I don’t need the calm. It is welcome here. I am swept away by the sway of melodic guide. “Why do you… Continue reading →

In the Dark

Mary sat in the dark. The torrential rain pounding the living room windows made her uneasy. If she didn’t know any better she would have thought something was trying to smash its way… Continue reading →

An Editing Limerick or two

The editing now has begun A mixture of pain and some fun At times I can’t think I long for a drink But feel its much better to run. The running does not… Continue reading →