The young woman traced her fingers over the two reels and slid the cartridge that contained her fabricated image into the mouth of The Memory Box. It was half past ten o’clock on a Saturday morning. There was plenty of time before the post arrived. She cleared her throat and switched the recording device on. ...

Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?Not me, no way, no sir.Because I am his and he is mine.For I am his soulmate. Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?Are you such a delicate and fragile rose?You should be as heis a force to reckon with. He can swallow you wholewith a single gulp,without any ...

It’s amazing how the ordinary,becomes something extraordinary. The poor are rich in heart,and rich in spirit. They prove they are somebody,and can leave a legacy. Be it in kind deed,without greed. Be it in pure love,precious than a dove. How a true father,will never let me falter.  

I see the heavensin your eyes.Worlds and galaxiesswirl within your soul. Love is who you areseen by a soul like mine.A dull nickel withhardly any worth. You see value regardlessin someone plain.You believe in mewhere I lack faith. Your love is deepplentiful and abundant.I cannot turn backfrom its depth. I’m your precious cointo carry with ...

Silence escapes my lips.The cold, unfeeling airfrom the world stealingevery bit of breathfrom me. I struggle againstthe waves of sorrow, prayingfor relief andsalvation. The will to survivebeing the onlyreason to liveagainst the raging waves. With no oneto turn to Ihave to keepswimming withall my strength. Silence escapes my lips.The shore now just ahead,past the suffocating ...

Oh, dear mankind,those that dwellamong the createdearthly dwelling. Take heart andnever forgetthe struggles that brought you here. You survived theworst amongmany turmoiland tribulations. Gods have destroyed you,Kings have enslaved you,Storms have taken your homes,and even kin have betrayed you. Your blood has been spilledcountless times to breakyour spirit in sorrowand grief-stricken anger. If love endureswithin ...

Mirror Mirrorupon my wall.Tell me who willlove me above all. I searched high and lowover and under anyplace.For someone in a crowdwith a kind and gentle face. My prayers answeredwhen I fell into his arms.That keep me warm,and raised no alarms. Mirror mirrorupon my wall.Will he trulylove me above all? To fulfill dreamsof love and ...

In the calmand quietI see you. You call my namebeckoning meto be in your arms. Underneath the moon,the stars and galaxiesyou call upon me. “Trust me”you say withreassurance. How can I?When the gaping holewithin me grows. Left there bybetrayal after betrayalnever fully healing. I am a scaredwounded childdesiring a reprieve. “Trust me”you say withsincerity. As ...

Christmas music is one of my favorite parts of the holiday season. I have a strong emotional reaction to music. Lyrics speak to me in ways nothing else can. So, it is no surprise Mark Schultz singing “Different Kind of Christmas” opens the floodgates of my emotions every time I listen to it. It is ...

It’s a joyful day These amazing hours encapsulated within the sun’s naptime and waking In this moment the realities of my dreams  Flow freely from my lips like a binding spell In a gathering honored by well-wishers I gladly say I do