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  • Photo-Fiction #11 – Blood and Secrets

    Mistress A secret only told by bloody lips. A secret held in by a blood-tipped touch of a finger pressed to pursed ruby lips. Not a hint of the secrets in her clutch. Not in those dark amused eyes that promise, from the black and white tile floor where she lies, that hugging her secret close gives… Read more

  • Supernova – Writing 101 #7

    Supernova – Writing 101 #7

    Supernova Explosion that outshines a galaxy, radiating energy like a sun, expelling its material to be swept up in a shock wave, it’s remnant done. Its light fading, streaking across space time to strike the telescope trained on that star, pierce the eye pressed to the lens that one time. Re-ignition of fusion killed that star long ago, while… Read more

  • Guilty Pleasures

    Guilty Pleasures Not dark chocolate, peanut butter or anything edible; not silk or chrome or anything tangible; no gold ore, silver medallions or anything bone; no banal evening guiltily indulged in and gone; no apology whispered, nor promise betrayed; no treasure divulged, nor business deal skillfully maneuvered; no bold deity that needs appeasing, nor ancient text whose sight invites thieving–… Read more

  • Veterans

    Veterans Beneath the poppies they lie, our fallen protectors, who gave their lives to stop foes from near and far from taking God-given rights to life and liberty. In the throes of battle they never failed to take down the enemy, ’till snicker-snack, their match met, one unlucky sword thrust took them down. Up they got to… Read more

  • Photo-Fiction Challenge #3 – Travelor

    Travelor He dreamed of enchanted trees that spanned from earth to sky, heard its call in his marrow. To the Holy City, Morfane, he’d come but its cathedrals’ hope for tomorrow couldn’t ensnare his heart. That organ belonged to Shayari’s green valleys. Her siren song pulled him from inn to road, where he belonged. On wards he trod… Read more

  • Shayari – Where I Write – Writing 101 #6

    Shayari – Where I Write – Writing 101 #6

    This is my place to write (in my mind but not in physical reality) Shayari A rolling land, with mountains tall and mist shrouded, whose snow capped peaks launch eagles high, where old forests roam, intelligence-kissed by magic writ by a mage who was high, where Guardians ride, crystal swords flashing in the sun and villages perch… Read more

  • Your Days are Numbered – A Daily Post Sonnet

    Your Days are Numbered – A Daily Post Sonnet

    Today is 11/8/2015 Today dawns on the bones of yesterday. Other than be swept away by regret, Don’t waste what time is given this new day. Accomplish what you may, but don’t forget Your reprieve ends with sunset. Accounting Is closed with the coming of night. When sleep Slides shut this day, do no more adjusting. 1 line per day until… Read more

  • The Dance – A Free Association Prompt Stomp

    The Dance – A Free Association Prompt Stomp

    The Dance Her voice twisted and tangled as it wove a lyric story that took place long ago. Drums pound the way back through time, where we dove into deep pools of magic for the show. A slow telling of mysteries by fire light where each gesture brought revelation. Shadows gather and listen without tire. Perspiration mixed… Read more

  • Truth Serum – A Daily Post Sonnet

    Truth Serum – A Daily Post Sonnet

    Truth Serum Liquid revelation in a test tube, just one sip and you’ll spill all your secrets into my waiting ear. Give me the cube, the nuclear launch codes and don’t forget to sing those account numbers too. Made from shiny purple berries concentrated and distilled into my secret serum. One sip and you are intoxicated.… Read more

  • One Word Photo Challenge – Summer

    One Word Photo Challenge – Summer

    Squash Blossoms Squash blossoms bloom one day, then crumple, fade before morning next comes. He watched it sit amid squash vines, orphaned babe in lap, spade in hand, motionless as the vines. Sun lit its face giving it a feminine cast. The sword slung at his hip hummed with magic and he wondered what a plain man who’s passed… Read more