Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
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”
These last few years had been surreal, Early on, she’d been in a state of shock. It wasn’t shock born of grief and sadness; nor was it shock from the realization that she had actually killed him; nor was it even the shock caused… Continue Reading “Guilty as Sin”