Life as He Knew it |
A lone man stepped out onto the shore, heaving a sigh and bearing a great burden on his chest. It had been years since he had shown his face there, and years since the cold wind had greeted him a...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Mar 2009 21:29:00 GMT |
Winter: Part 4 (Winter) |
I awoke in a daze. The morning sun shone through a familiar window and blinded me. My vision slowly adjusted until I was clearly able to see my surroundings. I was in our bed. My head was fog...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Mar 2009 15:36:00 GMT |
Winter: Part 3 (Fall) |
That night, my mind was stuck. Despite every one of Raynes attempt at making me distracted, my thoughts were cemented. All I could think about was kneeling in the snow, staring down into the b...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Mar 2009 20:49:00 GMT |
Blue Balloon |
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~There she stood, stoic and braveHer eyes blue, red hair in wavesIn one hand a bookOne no one knew she tookIn the other hand a thing of gloomA deep, blue floating balloonSh...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Mar 2009 16:48:00 GMT |
Winter: Part 2 (Summer) |
The walk to class was rushed, to say the least, but Rayne didnt seem to notice. She, like always, took her time in savoring our surroundings. She laughed and pointed as she watched person afte...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Feb 2009 23:19:00 GMT |
Winter: Part 1 (Spring) |
.............. It was to be a busy day. The morning sun shone through my window in an eerily intense glow. With resistance, I opened my sticky eyes and slid out from beneath my covers. With a s...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Dec 2008 03:06:00 GMT |
Today... |
I missed you todayMore than I should haveMore than I neededThe tears came slowlyBecause the touch was absentThe thoughts flooded my mindThe memories flew around meSurrounded me in their stifling grasp...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Aug 2008 00:26:00 GMT |
The Boy: Part 8 |
"So," the boy said, talking into his phone, "it's all over? Everything we've been through; over just like this?" There was a tone of anger in the boy's voice, lace...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Jul 2008 12:59:00 GMT |
The Loss of Innocence |
It seems like too often, life throws you a curveball. It's too often that we as humans have to endure the pain and sorrow associated with a conscious, intelligent ...
Posted by on Fri, 23 May 2008 23:45:00 GMT |
Lone Ballerina |
The lights began to dim. The crowd, once loud with whispers of excitement, grew quiet and still. I sat uncomfortably in my seat, anxious for that curtain to open.&...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 16:34:00 GMT |
