What happened? What happened to those times when laughter came so easily? I don't have it much anymore. It doesn't come from deep within. No, not like it used to. What happened? I feel it has been the roads which I've chosen. Those byways of connections, Loves which were lost, Memories not made, Times which… Continue reading What Happened?
We all start out in the world, naked. A clean slate in which life dabs a pen and begins to write. It's a unique experience being a part of life's story. We all are in one big book that keeps going on and on. It doesn't stop when I die, it gets carried on in a sequel with my children… Continue reading A Journey with Life’s Pen.
The Lonely Shore Weather has changed Water cooler Leaves fallen from glory Lie beat, discarded Tossed about by the careless wind Rattling in discontent as they tumble and skip It understands This sense of emptiness This lonely shore Warmth is fleeting Sand, once filled with summer light Obscured now, by grayness Covered by mist… Continue reading Poetry Day – The Lonely Shore
It's been one of those days. Here is a little short story which the emotions decided to write. I do not know why, but I cried while writing it. I guess it was because the emotion which wrote it was sadness. A work in progress which will be submitted to this year's Prose contest for the Corn Creek Review here at Young Harris… Continue reading Short Story – Grandma’s Blackberry Patch