Everyone was laughing, Everyone was dancing under the midnight sky, It was a joyous night, Filled with hope and love, The world we are in; is now our peaceful place, Filled with laughter and joy, We can dance the night away, We can fill our souls with this joyful laughter…  

The caves ran deep beneath Telia Un. Endless veins that forked in every which way, and somewhere within lay its beating heart. Cold air blew like the land exhaled a breath it had held for thousands of years. In the darkness, torch fires threw shadows against the damp walls. Men dressed in a full complement ...

Glisten, glow, and shine. A winter white snowfall.  A warm silver-white glow of a high moon hangs in the ink-black sky.  You and I covered by the warmth of a plush warm blanket.  glisten, glow, and shine just outside the window.    Glisten, glow, and shine. A winter-white blanket of snow covers the world outside.  ...

I turned your growler into a vase for my flowers.   All my friends point at my bad behavior, but after being broke I have no fear. They say I’m putting my life in danger; but my friend became my love and my love is now a stranger.   I remember running down the alley ...

Part 1 It was getting late. I decided to just stay in this car with him. I instantly forgot what I needed to do today. Yes, I needed a ride to work, but being near this man and hearing his voice, was far better than hearing my co-workers complaining about their day or customers demanding I ...

Your heart is a love poem.  He said effortlessly. My heart quivers in a beautiful and pure truth; that is us and you. A keeper of secret hopes.  He is all mine now. My heart aches sometimes still.  My heart quivers in anticipation for you. Your heart is a love poem you said. My only ...

Dear Santa, Thank you for giving people something to believe in. The excitement, the joy, the magic that people experience year after year is magnificent and memorable. So, Santa, I decided to ask several family members to share a Christmas memory or two and was delighted by their responses. I hope you enjoy them as ...

I sit on my bed, shirtless and sweating and trying to ignore the pain that floods my legs. Grey smoke curls from my cigarette as I inhale its contents. It burns to ash and scorches my throat. The orange glow that pervades with each inward breath pierces the darkest folds of the night. I’m wide ...

There was an assortment of watches on both her wrists. Digital, analog, leather straps, gold straps, and some made of pure silver. Each watch told a different time in a different place, and she admired them, treasured them like one would treasure their own life. She lived in a hall of her own making. A ...

What are your hands really for? What are a pair of hands true purpose? My hands are there to hold you at your weakest; to hold you at your strongest. Turn my palms into cups so that they catch the tears you shed.    My fingers will act as ties to keep you from going ...