You could always find her blowing dandelions as they carried pieces of her heart upon the breeze. Even after forty-three years, her eye lit up with the possibility of hope. She often whispered the word just to feel the heaviness … Continue reading Emptiness
He loves me, he loves me not enough As my fingers touch the petals whispered words slip from my lips begging not for an answer but an affirmation of a wishful truth I told myself thousands of times especially in … Continue reading He Loves Me or He Loves Me Not Enough
stars open celestial chimes cascade eventide dream pirouettes *********** Written for Carpe Diem #353, Awake in a Dream Continue reading Star Dust Lullaby
“How wonderful life is, now you’re in the world……” I love singing that song especially now. The words use to be just something I sang in the show each night, but now with him in my life it takes on real meaning. I sing it to him. Tonight was another successful show, although I couldn’t find him in he audience. Silly man probably ran late and couldn’t make it to his regular seat that I always have reserved just for him. He probably got so caught up writing a beautiful story or poem for me that he lost track of … Continue reading and She Waits…Come What May
An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle, but will never break. Artwork by me She was staring at the clouds as a light wind … Continue reading Tangled and Stretched
I would like to say this story will be like a fairy tale, filled with princes, masquerades, magic and fairy dust. I will be honest, this will be more like an awkwardly, depressing story that may make you cry or … Continue reading Longest Night
What if I wrote you a lullaby with verses pulled from moonlight and a distinct chorus of heartbeats…would you fall asleep with our melody in your palms? Pull me close as we sleep and feel how your fingers fit perfectly between … Continue reading Tell Me
Smile….keep smiling. Oh wait, you are suppose to laugh now. Stay strong because everyone is watching. She smiles but it doesn’t reach her eyes. No one really wants to see so they just go along with what she portrays. If anyone would take a moment to look really into her eyes, they would see she is drowning. She is slowly collapsing under the brutal force of sorrow, regret and fear. Each of her breaths become more labored than the one before. But still she stands, smiling. Trying to be what everyone needs her to be. She makes it through the … Continue reading Drowning
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