The Glow

April is National Poetry Month. I considered skipping it, but figured I’d sprinkle a little poetry through the blog this month to honor the occasion. — On lips High cheeks A sweet hue New and lush It paints pictures Makes promises Hints at innocence To capture To keep And reinvent With each new touch Petal …

Written

A poem for Easter. Words from The Sunday Whirl. — Life to me Dimly see Lost I be Have been to me Lock, stock Rusty key A pit to stand Drowned I am A rescuing hand! Please An offering man? Lamb, silent lamb And then He And then I am After Him A petal bend …

Promise

A long time ago I made an attempt at an erotic paranormal piece. I stopped writing it because I wasn’t sure it was worth continuing. Heidi mentioned writing something vampire related to me the other day. Of course, I enjoy a writing challenge and a prompt of any kind so I said I’d see what …

My Girl Crush

This post is a distraction from a number of things… Paperwork, being cooped up in the hospital, fatigue. Really I wanted to confess my girl crushes and show them a little lust love. When I went through puberty, everyone was attractive to me. I had a hard time with finding women beautiful though because I …

<3

Sometimes it’s just nice to know people care. That it’s okay to say you’re worried and receive a hug – virtual or otherwise. Everything turned out fine. Lets see if I can make the moves I need to. I’m really wanting things to turn out right. Thanks for offering your support. There are times I …

Vulnerable Moment

Just give me this one personal moment and I’ll get back to business as usual. Someone very close to me is having surgery this morning. I’m knowledgable of the risks and know the surgeon is capable, but I’m letting worst case scenarios spin through my mind. First, I’ll admit some of my worry stems from …

Leftovers

Prompted by Inspiration Monday, which I haven’t participated in for a while. — “Smoke?” He barely acknowledged the white and red pack of smokes that appeared before his eyes. A simple grunt was answer enough. The metallic snick of the lighter drew him from his pensive thoughts long enough to stare at the woman taking …