The thing I love most about writing is that is can be as simple or complex as you want it to be. It allows you to make fun of yourself, share all of your emotions, and can take you on wonderful adventures! If you are playing around with the different forms
+ more bio informationRed Diamond RoseThe Red diamond roses'petals slowly opento reveal the beauty inside.A sweet scent eruptsand builds up your senses.It clears away your mind.Be patient and gentleto get past the thornsthat protect the beautyinside of the rose.The petals will open likea lost lover's arms,come to welcome you home.This lost lover's... More..
Angels in FlightWhen troubled thoughtsweigh on weary heartsthe angels' wings unfold.Their solemn gaze followsthe path of our sorrowsto rest upon our souls.The angels take flight,their path a gold dust light,intent on reaching our side.With white feathers adorningtheir wings spread in glory,compassion as their guide.In their f... More..
A Tart's TaleThe March winds and April showersbrought forth beautiful May flowersthat vined the walls of the queen of Heart's towers,as she baked within all covered in flour.There came a knocking at the castle doors.No servants to answer, left her to the chore.The knave of Hearts stood just outside.His presence there, she'd n... More..
Kisses in the RainI'll leave my kisses in the rain.Tilt back your head and let them touch your face.I'll touch your soul with the light of the moonas you lay there at night and gaze.You'll hear my laughterin the wind.Let if flow through youwith a joy that knows no end.And as the sun beams downto envelop you in it's warmth,you... More..
Man of my DreamsI know all aboutthe man of my dreams.I've never met him, but I knowHe'll be everything to me.I've read about himin fairy tales.He was chasing tigersand setting sail-to new lands,where he would find me.And in my dreamshe'll know me.I'll be the dreamerstanding in the crowd,with my heart in my handswaiting to be ... More..
Last CallChapter 1....Diane hid a smile at his concern. She really needed to get over this crush she had on her boss. She opened the door and breathed in the clean, crisp October air from outside. A hand came down over her mouth. She gagged as the pungent smell of filth and tobacco filled her senses."Hello there Queeny. Remem... More..
Sighs and whisperscaress my face,drowning me insin's embrace.A tender hush,a captured tear.A traitor's heart,a soul is seared.Hate and passionintertwine.Love's true worth isundermined.A release, a cry,passion subsides.Day revealsa truth denied. More..
It's six o'clock in the evening. My husband comes in the door with his lunch cooler and stops to inhale the aroma's coming from the kitchen. Then he smiles. He loves coming home to that smell, the aroma's that come from a steak broiling or muffins baking. The kids rush in from their after-school program about the same time, s... More..
I Finally Got A Picture!I finally got a pictureof a hummingbird.I'd love to share it with you.It's just a little blurred.Oh, you should have been there!My timing was superb!I finally got a pictureof a hummingbird.I finally got a pictureof three squirrels playing.What a great shot it was!Though my flash, it was delaying.Oh, yo... More..
MaryMary had a rich ol' man,his hair was white as snow.Everywhere that Mary went,he'd leave his wife to follow.He found his wayto her heart one dayand that was against the rules.For, if he was marriedshouldn't her heart be safeand she couldn't be played the fool?Mary, Mary quite contrarywhy does your belly grow?The rich ol' m... More..
S. A. Holley
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