Tag: fire

  • Protection

    He said everything was about training  Even when the fire was flaming  But the apple of my eye  Was floating through the clear blue sky  My heart he was taming 

  • Fire

    The last time I saw  Everything that meant the most  It went up in flames 

  • Not For a Second

    I stood backstage and watched the play.  Until this very show, I thought I had done the right thing, gone down the right path, but now I wasn’t so sure.  I had believed Derek when he told me things were going to change, but we were now ten weeks into the show and everything was…

  • The Diary

    “Pete has always been afraid of you and now I know why.”  Jenny’s voice came from behind me and startled me enough to drop the diary onto the hardwood floor.   “Jenny.  Listen -” I was reluctant to tell her what I was doing because she had always been so timid.  Her conscious was always…

  • Raging Fire

    Check out my story on the Booked Solid in Santa Fe blog!

  • Pollution

    As I watched the car slowly creep down the darkened street, I had suspicions of who was driving. But as Tyler often upgraded his external devices on a regular basis, I couldn’t be sure. He was always the first one with a new car, the newest phone, the newest clothes. Everything. I never knew what…

  • Jacket Pocket

    I knew there was a problem as soon as I put on my mother’s jacket.  Her pockets were too heavy.  I had finally found her hiding spot; the hiding spot I had been searching for.  I knew she had forgotten she had left the photos in her pocket because she had been hiding them from…

  • Change of Scenery

    Photo Prompt © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  As soon as I stopped and looked over my shoulder at the house I had just left, I knew I was finally home. Finally where I belonged. After spending way too many years in the hustle and bustle of the city, I was finally surrounded by the peace and quiet…

  • A Verbal Agreement

    “We had an apartment!  You gave me your word!”  My neighbor screamed at her boyfriend from her front porch.  Honestly, I didn’t bat an eye because they were constantly getting into shouting matches and I really paid attention if they were physically threatening each other.  I was happy there were no children who were daily…

  • Table of Contents

    The table of contents had always been my worst enemy.  I was always tempted to skip forward to the chapter that sounded the most interesting and in doing so often treated chapter books like they were of the Choose Your Own Adventure genre.  The librarians knew my proclivities and tried to gently guide me toward…