He sketched Her (flash fiction)

His sketchbook held thirty-six sketches of the moon, full, and thirty-three sketches of her, a woman unknown. This night would make it sketch thirty-seven since he began drawing curves, just of the moon at first, then of her. His hand sketched her as fast as his mind created her. She arrived during a night when …

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Sun fractures darkness

the further I drove, the closer I got to me distance restored my equilibrium and my regard for humanity traveling toward ten thousand stars only one needed to make a wish not on the brightest,             but on one that stood out                   make a wish, I did I held tight to that wish, I did everything …

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His Hands

His hands sparked a fire that changed the horizon feet that once stumbled in the darkness made swift and spirited by the glow cast from red hot sparks His hands built ovens that pumped air and purified ore a lone artist on the edge of civilization he transformed blazing metal into purposeful and beautiful His …

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Make it a double

Color fragments swirling through the atmosphere find a way in to my dreams. Four white walls transformed to pink tones. Like warm stones on my eyelids, the rose-colored air heats my skin. Still dreaming I feel the shift. Still dreaming I don’t lift. Still dreaming stones removed and replaced with your kiss. Layered in blush …

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Let your Spirit take Flight! (dance)

Grounded, I know how to be. Feet planted for         writing,            teaching,               listening,                  gardening,                     meditating,                        photographing,                           cooking and serving,                              bed-side tending,                                 and for clothes and hearts that need mending. A responsible grown-up – you can count on me most of the time I am a focused woman moving through tasks but sometimes I must toss aside …

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Little Secret

This poem, "Little Secret," is from my second poetry collection, Being a Woman - Becoming, illustrated by artist Sammi Lee. This version has been modified from my original poem, including additional lines added at the end. This is my empowered collection written with young adults in mind, however, this poem and the others contained in …

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Having More

In this life time is of the essence. I’ve lived a few life times in this body it seems, yet, it some times feels like my entire life time was lived during a restful night’s dream. I wake and know I have more to do with this life I’ve been given. I complete my work, …

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Walk with me

Take my hand and walk with me along this path of uncertainty. You will point at the spikey thorns and remind me to watch my step. I will point at the sky and together we will linger on a hawk, free falling. We will witness majestic wings spread, effortlessly riding the winds. Silently, we will …

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Her Cottage by the Sea (continued)

Slowly, she traced the smooth edge of the top curve of her steamy cup. Smooth, it was, under a fingertip that had felt his lips, soft to her touch. Knees tucked under her chin, wrapped in a soft blanket with hanging fringes swaying in the gentle wind. Her body warmed by thoughts of him. A …

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Honeysuckle Heat (episode 3)

from (previous) Honeysuckle Heat… In their floating dream they remained until the first hint of morning burst over the distant mountains, causing them to dart from the water, grab their crumpled clothes, and sprint back to the house, laughing with each hurried step. Once inside, they fell onto his unmade bed, into each other’s arms, …

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