~ The Seventh Step ~ It was the haunting memory of the seventh step that kept her up most nights. A leap out of bed to close the door she purposely left ajar in order to challenge her inhibition, a guarded stance behind a closed door listening for a squeak no one else seemed to … Continue reading ~ The Seventh ~
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Woolgatherer
Birds soaring high above the clouds to reach a comforting patch of blue sky, a duck resting boldly on a turbulent wave or an escape into a movie drama that is destined for a happy ending... These were only a few of the places where Rita could find solace, and for a brief moment … Continue reading Woolgatherer
Dear All,
Dear All, Here’s my very personal view of the political situation in the US. Against all expectations, Donald Trump has won the Republican primaries but a number of Americans don't not understand why. From my point of view, it is extremely simple: the Congress, which took a majority seating in both the Chamber of Representatives and in … Continue reading Dear All,
Ann Fitzpatrick Gordon
Ann Fitzpatrick Gordon grew up in a small Yorkshire town during the early part of the 20th century, a time when industries such as coal and textiles were in decline. Her father Eugene Fitzpatrick and her three brothers were part of the wave of workers made redundant during an already difficult time. Ann’s mother Polly, … Continue reading Ann Fitzpatrick Gordon
The Vanity of Us All
Male concept of union sometimes another male diminishing the gene pool of possibility. Female images seeming frail stimulating a growth of hostility. Children pregnant with an angry seed, playgrounds soiled with despair avoiding the signs to take heed in a world so politically unfair. Family units with a member shy shifting faults to clergy or … Continue reading The Vanity of Us All
Joseph William Lacey
Joseph William Lacey was from the heart of Nebraska's corn country, a place that still to this day takes pride in its county fairs and special events. It was during these county fairs when his grandmother won recognition for her sweet cornbread. Each year the family would pack up their truck and head for … Continue reading Joseph William Lacey
I won’t turn around.
I exit the car from the passenger side Then say good night before starting my stride. I won’t turn around… I know I look good. He’s bound to stare. I continue to strut with my head in the air. I won’t turn around.. I climb each step with the grace of a cat. Because of … Continue reading I won’t turn around.
Chuck Dolan
Chuck Dolan was a grouchy old man who murmured and complained about everyone and everything. All day long he was too hot or too cold, too hungry or too full; nothing seemed to satisfy the stubborn mind-set of the cantankerous old man. The neighbors considered his behavior odd and wanted nothing to do with him, … Continue reading Chuck Dolan
White
Inanimate objects
Inanimate objects It didn’t mind being lifted by such a strong and deliberate intruder. Even the sadistic release into a beckoning inferno became expected. Anon a splash of coolness and a dash of sweetness blend into submission. What am I? Click Here For Answer Unison keeps the repetition in tow. Governed by the white borders that … Continue reading Inanimate objects