I live in beautiful New Hampshire. I read all the time, no specific genre but have always been a huge science fiction and fantasy fan. Also poetry. My mother wrote poems for every occasion and always had tons of poetry brooks around the house, so I guess that
+ more bio informationTEA AND TULIPSMy grandmother's kitchen was the focal point of her house. There wasn't one family function which didn't revolve around the kitchen. Grandma loved to cook and loved to take care of people. In her mind, if you were stuffed full of good cookin' you were a happy person. Her kitchen was always filled with wonderful ... More..
GOOD ISN'T NECESSARILY "GOOD"What? You think it's easy being good all the time? Heck no! See? Right there is an example! I can't even let go with a good swear now and then. And believe you me, there are times I'd like to! Like? No, times I'd LOVE to! Like when I have to spend "quality time" with those little people with the i... More..
DreamsFleeting imagesWhirling mistsI recall stonesA place of unrestInexplicable memoriesTumbling through my mindRhythms weavingBlending with threads of thoughtsStepping stones of realityTempting me to remember.Illusions? Emotions?Desire Dreams More..
With time being in short supply and it being summer (and who wants to spend a lot of time in a hot kitchen), recipes need to be fast, creative, and good! I recently came across a recipe which fits all of the mentioned criteria. The recipe called for a pound of fresh green beans, a good sized onion, a good sized tomato, and so... More..
Blue CriesOf blue cries.....Inaudible diffusing of a dreamIndulging an interlude....Whispers of life's secrets.Stifled shadows hide burning soulsOnly the breathless velvet end in sightLucid indigo. More..
All the men thought Jane was a goddessBecause of what she packed into her bodiceThey thought it a crockWhen told "it's a sock"They thought she was just being modest. More..
MEMORIESI stare at the photographsThe past, I thought long forgotten,Now fresh in my mind.The memories of our hands touching,Of our shared dreams,Fill my thoughts in an instant.The sun seemed brighter then,The days shorter,The cold winter nights warmer somehow.A simple candle burning in the darknessWas all the light we needed... More..
PebbleCool, like a pebble lying alone in the dark,Absorbing no warmth.Gray - Dull - Unattractive.Place the pebble in the sun and it glistensWith a multitude of colors that were hidden in the night.It absorbs heat, retaining it long after the sun disappears for a time.Come - warm me - be my sun. More..
Insular DarknessNestled in metalSurrounded by darknessShadows flitting by the windowThe only light the faint glow of the dashboardYour face glowing faintly in the dim lightDarkness inside and outMusic softly playing on the radioI stare out at the darknessHearing only the silenceBetween me and youSurrounded by darkness and sil... More..
PhoenixLike the Phoenix rising from the ashesAfter the flames have seared his flesh,I, too, shall rise again,My soul still intact within my breast.Not for long will I be laid lowBy your treachery and deceit.My heart may have been brokenBut my soul you can't defeat. More..
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