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Naive
My reply
Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?
Introduction Got blood? I did not do an introduction for this short story. Many apologies. We just jumped right in. Like the ‘Not that person’ series I’ve started; quite a bit of mail goes through my fingers. One address that caught my attention was Rushylvania. Yes, it is a real place. Transylvania is associated withContinue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
An empty love tank
I have discovered, I’m running on fumes. An empty love tank? It’s not all about gloom and dooms. So with myself, I need to be frank. ~ What would fill my empty tank? What traits do I seek from a romance? There are things I’ve learnt from past relationships I can take to the bank.Continue reading “An empty love tank”
Where are you?
Where are you? I just need you to listen. Where am I? Keep talking. I’ll follow your voice. Why? Don’t tell me what I want to hear but give me honest feed back. Where are you? Life holding you? Where am I? I’m not talking to hear the sound of my voice. Why? This isContinue reading “Where are you?”
Winter Season
Poem Yet the silent falling snow caused him to smile. The bitter cold wind made his blood pump warm and wild through his veins. He took a deep breath as he grabbed a note book from the floor and began to write: I sit here staring out the window lately, dreaming of tomorrows white blanketContinue reading “Winter Season”
Waste not. Want not: soap
Can you use a bar of soap until it’s gone? I can. I bet your mind is blown. I made this little pouch. Making that bar say ‘ouch’. Waste not. Won’t not. I will get all the use out of you, a lot. ~
Painted Rock
Quote: poetry
“Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.” Robert Frost
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