Clearing land, you know, it never ends. My land, and then Henry’s down the road. Hard work. Real hard. We came here with our families, see. From the ol’ country. Across the pond in one of them big vessels packed with other hopefuls looking for a new life. We left everything behind that wouldn’t pack … More A New Life
Emptiness. A void waiting to be filled. Fill it wisely, and be well. ~*~ A path familiar walked for too long a time. Riddled with old perceptions and prejudices; Delusions, illusions and self-sabotage. It was all I knew; all I understood of life Until one day I finally Asked: “Is this all there is?” * … More Emptiness ~ The Dark Unknown
“What are you listening to?” Sara, my teenage niece, waltzes into my living room like she owns the place and demonstrates scant interest in my choice of music as she flops in the big leather chair in the corner. I’m sure she’s secretly hoping I’ll turn it off. “String of Pearls.” “String of what?” “Pearls, … More A String of Pearls
~*~ A precious, fragile gift To you, from me. Unseen to the eye, Yet ever present in the heart. Handle with care. If you break it, Don’t come back for more. ~*~ My response to Kellie Elmore’s Free Write Friday challenge for this week. Yes, I know it’s Sunday. 😉 Thanks for visiting … Dorothy … More Trust
~*~ In Winter’s barren, snowy field I stand, My tender heart gripped tightly in his icy hand. His frosty breath across my naked soul doth blow, Leaving in its numbing wake a frosted, ruddy glow. * I didn’t mean to stand in Winter’s field so bare. When first I stood it blossomed green and lovely … More Winter’s Field
The heart is more than words as passions run And spirits soar to lift above the cloud. For one thing only moves beneath the sun And trumpet calls my name so true and loud. With joy my heart doth leap in sheer delight As beauty bourn o’er all doth jump and play. A dream; a … More #FWF … The Heart is More Than Words
Weekly Writing Challenge: Cliffhanger! ~*~ This is an excerpt from a novel I started writing many years ago. It’s been parked in a file folder on my computer for a while and when this challenge came up I thought I’d take another look at this scene and give it a re-write … without the ending, … More Wit’s End
~*~ ~*~ The cold of Winter hath the landscape gripped And wrapped its frosted fingers good and tight. And from the trees vast branches hath been ripped, Their scars a sad and plaintive sign of plight. And o’er the hills vast swathes of icy snow A mass of crystal twinkling ‘neath the sun A blesséd … More Winter
Prompted by Kellie Elmore’s #Free Write Friday What If? What if? What if? What if? Looking back from here to there It is a redundant question. Looking forward from there to here A different one altogether. The past cannot be changed. I am my past, The good and bad of it In a bundle of … More What If?
~*~ We were, for a while, close. For a while we shared the same boat, Sailed the same social seas. You were my anchor; I was your sails. In you I found rest; With me you could fly. We traversed that watery plain With one heart, watching For the horizon together and, For a while, the sailing … More Farewell, Old Friend
Shedding Light on the Family Tree 