copyright Al Forbes Sunlight danced around her as she closed her eyes and thought about him. A smile drew across her face as she recalled their last night together. Alone in a magical spot where they allowed their imaginations to … Continue reading Together Forever
She locked her heart up within her ribcage promising to protect it from any more harm. Scars have already been scorched into the chambers and left it barely beating. When it was last torn and left behind, she mended it … Continue reading Turned me Into Someone Else
Artwork created by me -made especially for my friend, The Professor …and Princess Sophia paced back and forth in the tower. She could hear the fiery breath of the dragon who stood guard outside the door. She sat down crying … Continue reading Every Princess Needs a Sword
“I don’t even know what I am doing anymore….” she whispered as her head hung down. Looking around her home, it was dark. It had been days before she had realized they shut her electricity off. As her stomach making … Continue reading Dear Diary
Now he sits….how did he allow it to come to this point? His happiness and hearts desire now rests in a small envelope he slipped into her favorite flowers. He quietly walked into the church, no one noticed as he … Continue reading True Blue
I have often been asked how I write the way I do…I am not always sure what that means. I may ask to clarify because honestly, I write with a pen to paper then transfer it to the computer. Or … Continue reading How Do I Write the Way I Do…
“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
I am just staring. I casually look to my right and left and see the others deeply focused on the painting. I shrug, shift my focus back to art feeling defeated. My mind wouldn’t shut off long enough for … Continue reading La Reproduction Interdite
Inked Peacock Tales 