Yep, felt a bit spunky when I wrote this. But don’t we all know people who, through our eyes, their kindness fades or we see something in their character that we can no longer tolerate? We get to choose our friends, our partners. If… Continue Reading “We Get to Choose”
I didn’t really mean for the painting to come out so pristine-ish (note the perfectly rounded left tree). However, I’ve grown to love the fairytale quality – a place of perfection where nothing can go wrong.
Meet me half way. Without compromise our heels will blister our feet will tear, crack and falter We will stumble and crumble and the road will rise and swallow us whole. The demons will tug on our insides until nothing is left… Continue Reading “Meet Me Half Way”
Although I’d thought about it many a time, I made it through half of the summer without killing No-Account. So has Aunt Nolie for that matter. Her and that dead-beat husband of hers seem be back to some kind of normal — which for… Continue Reading “He Ain’t Normal”
Entertain me with your laughter not your bravado dance for me a jig and smile when I join you Extend your hand and walk me across the water into a field of wild flowers Run without thought to catch my hat from the breeze… Continue Reading “The Hidden to Light”
I planted flowers beneath the moon and all my hopes and dreams came true. I’d do anything for you except, dig them back up. art by CD-W Weekly Photo Challenge – Rounded
So much did she love her wee Sammy Crockett she kept him tucked safely inside her shirt pocket. He didn’t much mind the prospect at first he never was hungry, nor parched from a thirst. The lining was soft, the fabrics in style He… Continue Reading “The Woman’s Wee Man”