of lips and tongue

Something I wrote this week.  I enjoy sharing my unedited musings with you. Part of me wishes I could craft perfectly written stories that grab you by the throat, but sometimes I write because I like the way something feels. That’s enough. Mature content! Reader discretion is advised. — A taste Of my honey I’d …

Inspiring!

While I’m typically disinclined to do the award shtick, I figured I’d christen the new spot with its first blog award. Rushmore Judd was kind enough to nominate me for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award. Check out his blog here or here) And The Rules: 1. Display the award logo on your blog. 2. Link …

Catch Me

A little afternoon poetry prompted by the  The Sunday Whirl. — As I traverse sunny streets I think of you Your shadow walks beside me, your memory an apparition The march of time gone by echoes like the tap of my high heels on cobblestone The whistle of an arriving train reminds me that things …

I’m Showing You

How much of ourselves do we reveal as writers? I’m honest sometimes. Brutally honest, especially with myself. Maybe cruel is a more accurate portrait of how I treat myself? But ultimately I’m honest even if that honesty hurts. I didn’t start blogging to have a platform for my writing, I started because I wanted to …

A Treat

This is a quick. unedited response to a photo I saw on Littlekaninchen’s site. It neither underscores the point I was trying to make in the previous post, nor has any romantic inclinations. I guess I should say it doesn’t always have to make you think deeply to be worth writing. It’s mature content, my …