Tendrils of the dry humidity that hangs in the forest crept down to this small waterfront byway--not the sticky kind. The kind that makes you want to take it all in and crack the windows for the clean air to sweep through.
Loving the Wind
You whisked in for a visit just yesterday, and I can still smell you lingering around the halls. Lying here alone in a bed that I've learned to share feels strange and foreign as I stretch out to fill the void. You have started to breeze in and out just like you will for the … Continue reading Loving the Wind
A Cinderella Dream
He looked at me and tears were welling up in his eyes when he told me he felt like the luckiest man in the world just to hold me every day like this. That is how I knew he was the one I'd dreamed of.
The Stuffed Bunny and the Scarf
Somewhere along the line, dreaming became impractical and acceptance of the life I never dreamed of was the looming reality on the horizon until someone reminded me of the dreams of the little girl I once was.
Flying
The feeling of flying was a new sensation to her. The swings of preparation had lead to this moment of total surrender as she flung herself at the sky--breathless, exhilarated, and absolutely free. She leaps time and time again, each flying higher than the one before and even more determined with every thud to the … Continue reading Flying
Animate Nature
There aren't many days to savor the sweetness of summer to its fullest, which makes days like today utterly priceless. The responsibilities of life had fallen from my shoulders like a silk gown which left me gloriously free to bathe in the sunshine. Hours upon hours slipped by without hesitation as I migrated in and … Continue reading Animate Nature
Ghosts
It passes through me like a wave, and I am right there again--reliving all the hurt and questioning how I let myself love you. Ghosts of you, of the memories we made, of the reasons I gave myself to stay, hang around my life no matter how many shutters I open to my soul in … Continue reading Ghosts
Memories From the River
Happy memories from the river run through my mind to take me away for a moment from my desk and the work in front of me to the reed-lined wonderland of my youth.
Prince Charming
All they want is the magic of happily ever after without all the work and heartache of reality.
It's no longer the evil stepmother or a dragon to combat because humanity is the thing to ruin it all.
Paper Hearts and Brick Walls
Perhaps it is the curve of her hips in those tight jeans that makes the boy want to hold her against him again late at night as the wind turns colder. That bitter nip in the air makes the boy regret leaving her loving arms and realize just how much he lost in letting her … Continue reading Paper Hearts and Brick Walls
Ink Wanderings 