No! I cried But you reached And plucked a lie from your own mouth Placed it on my heart I felt it tear, burn And as I reeled in pain I saw you turn your back Was this real? Was this you? With my back on the wall I begged you But you only covered … More Blood And Anxiety- The Truth
I see her in the lining of my skin Face framed by hints of silver Laugh lines crinkled by each eye Lips curved in smile Formed with just enough mischief It’s her beauty that I sense Perhaps wisdom But none the less I see her starring back from the glass Let me embrace her whole … More Blood And Anxiety- Bette
Hands filled with wisdom. You harrowed up my young mind, Fingers cupped round mine. -M.E. InkOwl
A world I see within my hands, As I stand on tip toes. A giant am I, mighty and tall, Reaching for a single flower. A city I grab with millions watching, bending stalk downward to my face. Powerful am I, the King of the garden, While standing among the Yarrow. -M.E. InkOwl
By coldness did you awaken, Your blood running hot against skin. Not a sound was in your voice as you looked around. A world of blurred vision, and chaotic sound. It was that day you began to live.
Christmas has come and gone! Even with my little family celebrating it a day later it has blinked into the distance even before I’ve been able to say good-bye. This last story I’d like to close with is another Christmas memory from my childhood. Christmas day always moves faster than you’d like it … More Christmas Smell
“Psst! Mikie, did you hear that?” My sister’s voice broke through the winter silence. Poking my head out of a pile of blankets and pillows I looked at her, and then to my darkened bedroom window. “Missy, what time is it? Is it morning?” A mischievous grin crossed her face as she shook her head, … More Christmas Sound