Category: Creative Writing

Prose and Poetry

2014 blog year in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 5,400 times in 2014. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take… Continue Reading “2014 blog year in review”

The Gift

Whilst gathering Christmas photos, Ingesting sugar stuffs, Of garlands hung with stockings, And tots with ne’er enough. I’m wistful in my silence, And laughing low, I sigh, As scars of scrapes and tumbles pale, with church chimes nigh. Alone at midnight’s wakening, I’m watchful for the sign of holy incarnation,… Continue Reading “The Gift”

Warmth

Warmth can be a cozy, comfy chair, Upon which thrown, a hand-knit afghan quilt, Awaiting little boys who tumble in, and there fake-wrestle for first dibs; no signs of guilt. A grandson hiding in the fort he built with tablecloths and sheets from grandma’s… Continue Reading “Warmth”

Curtain Call

We stand alert and waiting, muscles tight, Our eyes burn, focused on the stand like rays of sunlight, magnified and bright As Maestro takes the stage, baton in hand. A thousand hours since I first began rehearsing brilliant music, t’was my choice, A single… Continue Reading “Curtain Call”

Life Beneath The Canopy

Upon closer look: Unseen, teeming life ‘a-thrive’ O’oer moss-crunched wood path. Haiku Friday Photo Friday: Tiny

A Noble Life

While trudging through the forest dark and deep, I spied an eerie crossroads sight, a tree, Alone amid the leaves and crocus heaped with fervor, ‘top her rosebud roots – her feet. She once had noble lean and leafy shine, Where children found their shelter from… Continue Reading “A Noble Life”

Puppy Love (Photo Friday: Blissful)

  ***** Joyous first meeting, Kindred spirits know their own Forever faithful. ***** Postaday: 

Healing Hibernation

  November… I know because a gray cloud cloaks my soul, I stand upon the brink of day, though predawn sky’s still dark. I trust a spark of morning’s bursting light will soon burn through, Lifting fog, creating clarity, Slash a way to scrape through buried pain, Acceptance. It will… Continue Reading “Healing Hibernation”

With Pen in Hand…

“Every man is guilty of all the good he didn’t do.”    Voltaire As autumn swings into its waning arc, I’m thoughtful, as in days and times of yore, Reminding, with its ‘Technicolor’ parks, Dismissing summer ‘lush’ that came before. The parable for life,… Continue Reading “With Pen in Hand…”

Translucence

Cabernet canvas, Life through crystal goblet lens, Vibrant synergy.   It’s always Interesting to view the world from a different perspective…i.e. through a wineglass!  

All We Like Sheep…

Gaslights flickered, revealing the raindrop-slicked, uneven cobblestones of the darkening Geneva street. Quickening her pace, an uneasy sense of foreboding seeped over her, like a drop of red wine on a white cloth; wetting, inexorably spreading, slowly penetrating the pristine fabric. The solitary sound… Continue Reading “All We Like Sheep…”

Echoes

While sloshing through the fallen leaves I spied, A camouflaged encumbrance; steps of stone, A long-forgotten staircase wedged long-side my brambled forest path, I stood alone. Transfixed, confounded, searching for the home or structure high on hill, to which it led, Yet finding none,… Continue Reading “Echoes”