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
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
“…watching the imprint of pen on page reminds us that writing is a craft. If everything is done on keyboards and fibre-optic wires, we may as well be writing shopping lists or investment… Continue reading
I Love to Write! I think I mentioned that the day I began this Blog last Fall. Having written in one form or another since I was quite young, I cannot imagine any… Continue reading
She stood in the driveway and stared at the house that used to be HOME. A life no longer hers betrayed by actions she…didn’t regret. A shared routine now, part-time parent, drop offs… Continue reading
The Festive Season Brings joy to the heart and much Pain to the wallet. But the Memories Created are worth the smiles Gathered together. peekiequeen Haiku poetry, c. November 29, 2013 DP Challenge… Continue reading
Shoveling snow is Most fun when you do it with Such friendly neighbours. First snowfall is the Best when winter white covers Everything sparkly. peekiequeen Haiku poetry, c. November 27, 2013 DP Challenge… Continue reading
HE LUMBERED IN TO THE CAFÉ and took his usual spot at the lunch counter. He knew what he wanted to order but he couldn’t formulate the request. Instead, he sat hunched over,… Continue reading
“What’s this?” she asked confused. “Look at it,” he replied with a slight smirk. She didn’t like that smirk. “It looks like jewelry,” she stated flatly. Suddenly she felt a shock in her… Continue reading