~ an excerpt from a life Some days, my mother prefers to read, ignoring my presence. In those moments, we are adrift. Mother and Daughter slip past one another, like ghost ships in the night. I fail to tow her back to now, to us, to me. Today she stares off into the distance, a novel in hand. Her eyes close. She pauses. … Read More
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Fathers and Daughters
I’ll cradle you in my arms like a small child sleeping Holding fast to your lost flesh Your once muscular body, feather- weight, gone Your heart beat, silent As I carry your ashes home Where is home? An island, Vancouver, Toronto, Australia? It is anywhere we were, anywhere we are. It is time to set you free To know with certainty, you’ll … Read More Fathers and Daughters
Once Upon A Dream
The tumble of breaking waves are summoned in an instant. Although miles from an ocean, I still hear their sound. Water rushes forth. The notes settle, music one can’t forget. Pounding, rushing, and rolling. Mesmerized, I entangle with a force stronger than any I know. Long ago, in those moments of nature and youth, we stood on a sandy beach. Under the light of … Read More Once Upon A Dream
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For Him
For Him Every haunted autumn, Grace recalled a particularly beautiful moment in time. Stepping from the car to behold the glorious splendor of the colorful landscape that surrounded her, she paused to survey the unfolding scene. The sun cast a low light; the shadows ominous, darker, stretched longer, slightly sinister across the manicured lawn. Grace glanced up; a canopy of leaves, resplendent in … Read More For Him
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To Walk Away
To walk away from where you came from is a frightening action. So much of your being, unbeknownst to you, tied to DNA, blood lines, loyal ancestor’s toils, stories shared, the memories, beautiful and bitter-sweet. The alluring moments linger, testing strength and will. They coax and bind you to your past. The bittersweet ones? The answers you search for, never come. This is your … Read More To Walk Away
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Memories
Breathe. Just breathe; this will pass. That shivery sensation again, secreted memories unwrapped, tangled over her heart. Left shaken, emotionally disheveled, abandoned and dismissed. Memories, elusive, dark, stealthy fairies, suddenly pop up, resurfacing on a whim. Beguiling tricksters snag a heart off guard. Thump, thump– stomping glee filled feet as they encircle. “You didn’t matter,” they screech. Imagine a perfect day, diamond lit skies, kitten … Read More Memories
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It Was Love
Lately I awaken, the dream remnants lingering cast like a veil over form. An unanswered question hovers. Pushed aside, betrayed; shame surfaces. The frightened young woman deep within whispers, I must be flawed, something is wrong with me. The adult reasons, Perhaps not. Perhaps it was as simple as you didn’t fit in anymore. I am his daughter, patiently holding silences. Chosen memories … Read More It Was Love
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Iron Goddess Mercy
Mercy The quaint teashop in the village drew me in through the door. Upon entering, I notice the tidy order to the space. Inside, a peaceful calm exists compared to the bustle of the shoppers outside. Golden canisters, nestling exotic teas, neatly line the aluminum shelves. It is as if they are watchful, standing guard over the quiet room. Sunlight streams through … Read More Iron Goddess Mercy
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Layers
531 Layers When I recall my father I remember is eyes, the long almond shaped lids, their colour and clarity. His eyes were the darkest green, unnatural actually, animal like in their brilliance and sparkle. His hair was raven black, combed straight back from a high forehead. These attributes were his best features along with an attractive expression. He had youthful good looks and … Read More Layers
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An Ocean Between Us
There is an ocean between us, an ocean of words left unspoken. The waters, deep, dark, and murky, swallowing the whispers. Did you hear the crashing waves beat upon the shore; they brought forth rage. There is an ocean between us, an ocean of regrets. Appreciate, there will never be closure, never any reasons given that will end searching, ease the heart ache, calm … Read More An Ocean Between Us
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English Alice
The previous story began with “Grace” and her granddaughter “Lily” discussing the family ancestry. We were introduced to the character of Grace, her parents, and grandmother, Alice. Part One is filed under the heading, The Story. Please note that this is a “draft.” Enjoy! English Alice Grace’s grandmother, Alice was a reserved woman, set apart from others, by her own choosing. Underneath an … Read More English Alice
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December’s Words
Your last, whispered words spoken were, “I love you, honey.” It is as if the words floated through the air between us and found their way inside, under my skin, pumped through my blood stream until they found their home. The four little words tattooed on my heart. Those four little words have a surging, pulsating power of their own. The power to reassure me … Read More December’s Words
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