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Some holiday cheer

The Red Barn A mile or two down the road,on a small hill set back in the distance,stands an old weathered barn.One can see that, at one time,it wa..

A Catharsis Writing is a catharsis for her at times. A cleansing of her soul and being. Purging those hurtful and angry thoughts, th..

The Leaves Speak The breeze rustled the leaves and they began to speak to me in a soft gentle sound that only they can make. ..

The Fog The fog crept over the hills like fingers gently wrapped around a lovers arm and continued on caressing the hillside. ..

The Haunting Whisper That voice whispering in your ear, Hauntingly so ~ creates a fear. A fear that crawls over your skin, Rem..

Last Call Light, expectant music once filled the air, chatting with one, my soul I did bare. My heart soared, when that tune rang out, ..

A fun thing that happened long ago

Truth be known…. Not The daily blaze burns cold The nightly orb glows hot Truth? The forked road leads t..

Walking after midnight with abandoned awareness searching for you. Yet, you continue to evade. Are you real? Your faceless being haunt..