• Housewife

    I knew my mother wanted to stay at home and be a housewife.  As I headed off to work every morning, I felt a twinge of jealousy as I watched her leisurely drinking her second cup of coffee.  I often wondered if she ever got bored staying home all did.  Then I caught myself – did she actually stay home…

  • The Newcomer

    I moved around so many times growing up, I got into the habit of never owning more than I could carry.  My main problem was the number of notebooks I had acquired over the years.  I couldn’t keep myself from writing stories and it got to a point that I had one large suitcase full of clothes and one stuffed with a few clothes and…

  • Nature

    Nature was the only place I felt free The only place I was at home I ran then walked Laughed and cried For the beauty of the world overwhelmed me. The music of the leaves The glory of the flowers The burning of the sun Nature will never get old Never go out of style…

  • Ice Cream

    The dripping of the sink Reminded me of summer Drip Drip Splat. Of the ice cream you promised But never bought Fun planned But never enacted Hearts broken But never recovered All I wanted was Cold and sweet But got Freezing hearts and lies.

  • The Storyteller

    My father has always been my favorite storyteller.  He always tells me it’s because his family didn’t own a television when he grew up, but I don’t think that’s necessarily true.  He has to have a very active imagination to be able to make up all the intricate details that are included in his stories.  He also…

  • Angels

    Dancing in the sun Living life outdoors with ease Never will go in

  • Fairy Tales

    I’ve always been a sucker for happy endings.  I started reading fairy tales in elementary school and started rewriting them shortly after.  I grew tired of the prince always saving the princess.  I wanted the princess to be ready and able to save herself instead of waiting on someone else to come all the while hoping…

  • Opening Slowly

    The breeze touched my skin The birds sang me their good morning lullaby As I struggled to move To wake To sit To think Freedom to do as I wanted To do as I needed To move as much Or as little As time allowed I opened slowly Carefully

  • Lifetime

    I have spent years trying to forget high school.  The petty fights, the drama, the gossip, the rumors.  I wanted to forget everyone and move on and move away.  Why anyone stayed in their hometown for anything was beyond me.  The worst time I had was when all my friends got a ride for lunch, but told me there wasn’t…

  • Prayer

    I didn’t know if it would help To call To ask To pray Who would answer? And how would I know? I could feel the grass The trees The wind I could hear them like God hears my prayers.