In the Sinking
Venice is sinking, and I’ve got my pen but what of the words left to say? The swishing water now laps at the brow and brilliance has gone to decay. San Marco awakes,… Continue reading
Venice is sinking, and I’ve got my pen but what of the words left to say? The swishing water now laps at the brow and brilliance has gone to decay. San Marco awakes,… Continue reading
It’s all in my head the bubble filled i shake it round its not unwilled They stand steely tall a glint and wink They won’t reach out i barely blink But we’re all… Continue reading
Sailing light Gloomy bay Words do more Than take you away. Breathe it in Savour light Float on phrases Free the kite. Inspiration Touches heart Moves you farther Than at start. Share your… Continue reading
Hello Friends. Here is another re-post while I continue to redraft the manuscript. Enjoy! — Paula Cough, craving candy clear Don’t doodle, dare dear Seeing seesaw saving soul-full Hasty help, humbly hopeful Balanced… Continue reading
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
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
I couldn’t find my book. I needed to read it. I looked on my nightstand. It wasn’t there. I searched for it outside, thinking I might have left it on the patio. I… Continue reading