Parallel

Originally posted on Writing from poetry with a small p.:
I keep the sea, always, To left or right of me Because easy roads, Worth travelling, run Parallel to shore. I stop, turn, gaze out Across blue-green water, Raise a hand to worn, Knotted, unseeing sailors, My nails scraping gently on glass. I leave in…

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Write Tight

Re-blogged from Cafe Reading Site. You don’t need the exclamation point if you convey your thought well enough in words. That is my goal. In my 90K word novel, I have no exclamation points. Let your characters’ actions speak for themselves. Keep your exclamation points under control. You are allowed no more than two or […]

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Untitled

Originally posted on Writing from poetry with a small p.:
Wild garlic flowers; White stars scattered in shade of beech. Bluebells; bruises between. Horse chestnut blossoms, gathered in cones, point to the sky. Cabbage White butterflies perform duties with light strokes and the surest of touches. A level land sits still. The remains of a…

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Precipice

I grip it with my toes That phantasmagoric line between living and dying Behind rise the hairs on my neck Ahead my heart pumps furiously To live is to die Yet I am not finished living I grip the precipice with my toes When I stop living I will die. Precipice

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Tom and Sasi

Chapter Twenty-two from “A Wished-For Love.” 2,929 words. Tom looked up to Sasi’s balcony on the top floor directly over the pool. He wasn’t surprised to see her waving and calling to him. He returned her wave and walked faster. When he looked again she had gone. He pushed through the revolving door and strode […]

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The Wedding Band

They bury their dead in vaults. Long rows of casket-sized holes stacked six bodies high. Mourners shuffle along behind the men struggling beneath the weight, the dead weight, inside the casket. Mostly, they do. Her casket was featherlight, the body inside so nearly weightless it seemed heartless to call it dead weight. The men carrying her […]

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Daily Post Prompt: Maze

Walking though the city, another set of footsteps in the crowd Peering in the crystal panes, another reflection of the proud Standing out is difficult when you’re just another face The crowd doesn’t notice you, they’re in the same rat maze. Maze

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Reblog: Filipina Heroine

Originally posted on Pacific Paratrooper:
Magdalena Leones The Silver Star is the third-highest honor for gallantry in the U.S. Armed Forces. Previous recipients include Audie Murphy, Chuck Yeager, and Norman Schwartzkopf. But few people have heard of Magdalena Leones – she was a Filipino woman that served as a guerrilla soldier under U.S. command in…

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Daily Prompt: Pink

Pink Pink Pink Plunk Plunk Plunk Pink Pink Pink Shaking fingers, once-nimble joints are swollen Trembles too, the pianist’s frail white head, nodding to and fro His greatest works behind him Reputation firm Within, time’s tolling call, Eternal silence beckons. Fingers square on ivory keys Pink Pink Pink Plunk Plunk Plunk Pink Pink Pink <a […]

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