Take a breath.
A sisterhood of women stand with you.
You’re a Queen.
The daughter of painters and writers
Worn mothers, posh aunts
Star crossed lovers
Saints and sinners
Warriors with roses
Rebels, all.
Stitched by the hand of a missionary’s grace
Her tapestry forged with iron and lace
Fragile yet strong
Our thread never breaks.
When they ask, ‘Who do you think you are?‘
Raise your head and smile.
~warriors and roses
It was over. The memory of tail lights lingered in his mind. She’s taunting me.
Roy lit a smoke and stared across the water.
Rain fell like tears and rolled over the pavement. The lonesome moan of a tug echoed in the distance. He felt his pulse pump like a bass line. As his forehead touched the rail, he closed his eyes in prayer.
How strange to bow down, he thought, a man who has only set foot in a church, once.
She’ll return.
~ Everything and Nothing
You asked how it felt to love him. Let me try to explain. It was as if one hundred doves took flight. Exquisitely rare and magical.
~Miss Ella Speaks
He asked, “What is it you want?”
“Your heart,” she said.
Her fingers brushed a stray lock of hair and tucked it behind my ear.
GETTING CREATIVE- this is my little creative corner in the world where I have my music, my stories sometimes combined with my music (read the story and you’ll find the song), poems (or really, really short stories as I like to call them 😉), audio stories and audio poems (for those of you who prefer to listen), my digital drawings and sometimes I even throw in some quotes or photos for inspiration 😊.
GETTING CREATIVE- this is my little creative corner in the world where I have my music, my stories sometimes combined with my music (read the story and you’ll find the song), poems (or really, really short stories as I like to call them 😉), audio stories and audio poems (for those of you who prefer to listen), my digital drawings and sometimes I even throw in some quotes or photos for inspiration 😊.
