Tag Archives: writing
For Tree
They live on, even while we do not touch them. They live on, even without our knowing. She is still as youthful as she ever was, and he the same. It has only been ten years. The cities thrive, and … Continue reading
It Was His Name, After All
Contentment sat well on features that were once again young enough to show boyish happiness and youthful optimism. In his jeans and Tshirts, Cosby sweaters and penny loafers, he was a new husband, a father to be, and he carried … Continue reading
Kingly
There is a king upon a hill, in silent sadness, sitting still. With tempest eyes and ragged air, He sits upon his royal chair. Afraid to breach the rocky wall, He’s never seen the sky at all. There He sits, … Continue reading
Remind Me
Remind me that I am more than this. Remind me, because I am fading. Remind me that I have something in my grasp, and I shouldn’t let go, or I might fall. Remind me that there is something other than … Continue reading
Target
When it comes down to ‘sides’, the easiest classification is also the most childish. The good guys are your side. The bad guys are the ones trying to stop you. The woman standing in the doorway is too perfect. Long … Continue reading