He had been a charlatan all along. She knew that now and marveled at how long he had kept up the charade to begin with. Except... He never realized what she was capable of because he'd counted her out the moment he found and exploited her weakness. He didn't know that the master was about … Continue reading Charlatan
Prose
Impervious
She stood a the top of the hill watching the eastern sky slowly lighten over the field below. She knew that it was key terrain in the coming battle and had done her best to give things the time to develop before planning her assault. The birds slowly beginning their mass knew not what the … Continue reading Impervious
Mousetrap
Mousetrap. I wanted to play mousetrap. You roll your dice, you move your nice. Nobody gets hurt. (Bob the Tomato) I've been quiet lately. I know that. I've struggled to find words to say, and not just here. But how do you find the words to express what is happening when what is happening is … Continue reading Mousetrap
The Brightest Stars
How often do we focus on the brightest star we see? Only all the time. We see the sun all day but none of the stars in the universe beyond. Are the other stars gone during the day? No. Have they gone out or lost their shine? No. They are there but we forget to … Continue reading The Brightest Stars
Equinox
It didn't matter that the day was lengthening. Leading up to the solstice she had felt the weighted cold of dark winter to the core of her being. Granted, since the solstice she had felt the gradual increase of sunshine but the light was still largely being eclipsed. But she felt the sunshine increasing and … Continue reading Equinox
“You Say” ~ The Sound of My Day
When we call out, crying in the wilderness of our lives, we often wait for some big booming voice from the heavens to validate, to strengthen, to encourage us but when we do we miss the messengers He sends us that tell us exactly what we are praying for... We miss the message of hope … Continue reading “You Say” ~ The Sound of My Day
Seashore
She stood there barefooted as the wind blew cool, wet air into her face. She'd been pulled away without even realizing it to places she'd never wanted to go, and it'd taken her years to find her way back to the place where she felt the most alive... The margin where water and earth existed … Continue reading Seashore
Be the Buffalo: History with a Point
When the Europeans came to the continent (by "the continent" I mean North America), they brought with them everything they could conceive of needing, including sources of food, because they were leaving everything behind and needed to be assured they would have what they needed to survive. And who could blame them? I'm fairly certain … Continue reading Be the Buffalo: History with a Point
Devotion
He cared for her, that much was evident. But it wasn't his feelings that were in question but whether his devotion would translate into action. ⁂ Sammie Scribbles Weekend Writing Prompt Use the word "devotion" and write a piece of poetry or prose in exactly 25 words. ⁂ How did I do? Don't be shy... … Continue reading Devotion
Rocking Chair to Nowhere
Tonight I sat in a rocking chair, rocking furiously, and going absolutely nowhere... Which is ironic considering that is exactly where I feel like I'm getting while trying to figure out how to get my life together. Nowhere. For those who may be unaware, I've lived for the last year plus at a hospital going … Continue reading Rocking Chair to Nowhere
