memoir

Meet me beneath the cloudless moon On the path where the end begins Make time stand still Tell me again all the beautiful and the terrible Words carried by the wind Forgive me as I turn, hands shaking And cast off the dust of you Arsenic, lead, silver, and bone ~Reduced Draft

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excerpt from a scene, fiction, humanity, life, scene from a novel

A paragraph from a scene titled, Do Right. The setting is a  fictional locale – Ardua Pier- where things happen Truth lies in a dream.   The dull blast of a horn signaled a ship entering port. He listened as waves lapped against the pylons. The high-pitched sound of a woman’s laughter rang from the […]

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beautiful words, dream a little dream, say it, words

Photo Credit: unsplashed- Danielle Dobson   Dawn stirs With a trust so gentle Her skirt, a whispered rustle Her presence, like an old friend To edge me back to morning   New rain softens the window pane A drop fell on the Cherry tree Sent to kiss the earth And blur the memory of a […]

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excerpt from a scene, heart, light, love, writing

~ draft scene Early morning sunlight crept in through the open window and kissed her on the shoulder. He watched her sleep. Studied each soft inhale and exhale of  breath, traced a lock  of hair across the pillowcase.  The hair she refused to cut. Her signature, a self-styled rebellion against time and fashion mores. Light […]

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beautiful words, compassion, fiction, strong women, writing

A View From A Window

dropping into another scene~   Roy’s arms reached for her and he whispered to no one. They existed in two worlds. A pane of glass separated him from his reality and Ella. A Sarah Vaughn song lulled his thoughts: ‘Lover Man.’ Meanwhile life went on. He knew this truth. The kids needed new shoes, Jacqueline […]

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excerpt from a scene, fiction, life, love, story scene, writing, writing

  Thoughts rammed Roy’s mind. He leaned to rest his forehead  against the kitchen window. The glass cooled the fire that raged through his head.  Reality is here and now. Reality was the girls’ laughter heard from beyond a sheer pane of glass. What about the children? Roy stood at the window and watched his […]

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blogger, grief, heart, humanity, life, love, old doors, tiny moments, whimsey, writing

About A Door

Tears slip behind doors. Slammed. Sorrow’s shelter from Storm. Love reigns behind doors. Quiet, stone still. A soft head against a shoulder. Doors close. Locked. Listen as our footsteps flee. Doors whisper, tell the stories of a life.   I’ve fallen hard for old doors. Chippy paint, cracked glass, hand-hewned architecture . Bespoke. ~ A […]

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