Writings: Working Day Blues - by Mary C. White
Poetic words: I’m awake, arising upon my feet. I’m racing the clock against its beat.
Archive for the ‘Writings’ Category
Writings: The Fork in the Road - by Penny Luker
poetic words …unexpectedly, I came to the fork in the road.
Writings: Stale Carrot Cake - by Tamara Palmer
They have talked about children for a while now. He knows all about her ticking biological clock, and she knows that he just needs a little push to make the decision
Writings: our friend, memory - by Angela Hamilton
parked in a concrete mess of echoes
Writings: Preparing - by Patricia Wellingham Jones
Silence prickles my neck hairs.
Writings: Net Curtains - by Karen Harvey
..it was like looking at the world through net curtains
Writings: Freedom - by Patricia Wellingham Jones
she leaves the house
Writings: Cabin Pressure - by Ann Tinkham
“It was suddenly very hot on the plane. Bree’s face was flushed and she felt a surge between her legs.” Rated PG-13
Writings: Fading Need - by Laala Kashef Alghata
Possibilities, endless, stretch
into our lives like spiderwebs
Writings: Children No More - by Laala Kashef Alghata
We see blood and we scream
Writings: Transition - by Karen Knight Bennett
Let me live my life with no burdens from you.
Writings: Moving On - by Tammy Whisman
dismissed from my psyche
the painful memories
Writings: Reality Check - by Penny Luker
The promise of her
Writings: It’s Over - by Eve Hall
Shattered dreams, bad memories
Writings: Dreams - by Kathryn O’Halloran
she knew what she needed
Writings: Fallen Angel - by Alison Holland
Our breath becomes a wind of sighs.
Writings: Chicks Dig Scars - by Kari
My favourite scar is about 4 1/2 inches long. It starts just to the left of my belly button and moves down at an angle.
Writings: Good Girl - by Carmen Eichman
like her tongue,
made no sound;
Writings: I Just Want To Forget You - by Rachel
i’m done trying to please you because…
Writings: Falling Feather - by Mari
Sometimes our fork in the road is like a floating feather. Will you catch it or will you let it fall?
Writings: Whispering Scent - by Darlene J Kreutzer
Poetic Words: unheard yet spoken
as loud as a heartbeat
Writings: Fragments of Love by Pat West
Words of Prose: This is the most ill-fated love story I have ever known. I shake my head, reread the paragraph in Joy
Writings: Dream Language - by Patricia Wellingham Jones
Poetic Words: Your hands
speak a dream language
Writings: Drained by Ana Cortez
Poetic words: I slid down the wall, slumped to the ground like a chalk outline at a murder scene