I'm almost an empty nester who likes to read, write and paint.
+ more bio informationIn this day and age of electronic mail and instant messages and text messages, I believe that the ordinary letter is no longer ordinary. I think the main difference between the ordinary letter and the email, besides the obvious one of how they are received, is elegance. I believe the ordinary ,or perhaps a better term would b... More..
Busy streets - life of the citypulsing with energycars bumper to bumperhorns blaring.people on the sidewalks rushing,impatient with the day.a lone person out for a stroll,stops to watch othershurrying by back to work fromlunch or appointments.who knows or cares shewonders?a face appears in thecrowd.their eyes meet - hold fora... More..
Imaginingall that Icould-your mouth,lips,delicious tongue...tasting,drinking,melding into one...back arching,stretching,sinuous grace...hips rockingreaching,undulating movement...arms and legs entwinedlovely tensionbuilding,growing,warm explosiondrifting into darknessshimmering,tingleslaughter completes... More..
I came across asnapshotsomeone ( I don't know who, maybe me) had takenof you years ago.you were younger thenand not so bowed overfrom worries and responsibilitiesthat would come later.you were smilinga sweet happy smileas only a child can.you're a man nowwith a man's worries andresponsibilities that havecome with wife and chi... More..
Circa 1970: Guessing the odds of one thing happening over another thing has never been my strong suit. Yes, there may be a fifty-fifty chance of what I'd like to see happen, happen, but it has usually been my experience that the one thing I didn't want to occur would. This goes back to my early childhood.The odds were good th... More..
Delicious longingsends shiverscoursing throughmy body -your roughbut gentle touchelicits thrills ofpleasure.Your taste andsmell - intoxicating,one look withthose eyessends metumbling -over the top. . . More..
Falling snow, feathersdrifting slowly from heavenblankets earth in white.children sledding, taking turns.echoes of childhood memories More..
Without meaning to or even wanting it to happen I gained custody of my youngest son's two cats when he joined the Navy and went away to boot camp. Personally I would have preferred a dog over a cat let alone two cats. Oh well, what am I to do? I can't get rid of them and they do have a few good qualities.The eldest of the two... More..
I capture yourbreathwith mymouth.Your breathmingles withmine.Your tonguepaintspatterns upon thecanvasthat is myskin.Trails ofcolored heatfollows yourfingertipsas they completethe designsdrawn by yourlips,your taste,your touch,your scentlingers onin mymemorylong after wepart. . . More..
Much more goes into the care and feeding of a unicorn than - say a regular horse or mundane mule. After all a unicorn is a magical beast and should not be subjected to the same casual treatment one might inflict upon a common horse.One must remember that only the pure and innocent of heart can approach a unicorn. Children, es... More..
Kelly Bischoff
Articles Written: 11
Writers Invited: 2