Tag: sins

  • Finest Hour

    “Yesterday was not my finest hour,” Greg said into the microphone.  As I listened to his new recording, I started to wonder what he was going to do next.  Would he confess his sins or just the ones for he which he had been caught?  I knew I shouldn’t be listening to his confession, but…

  • Sins

    Writing poetry for my sins  Was like sitting on top of pins  Everyone wanted me to stop  But that would only happen when I did pop  Or grew a pair of fins 

  • 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…