Any room would have been fine by her big or small, even if there were only curtains to shield her from everyone’s eyes, or even when the place was a sty. She was sure that she could make the room look pretty. She wanted her privacy. Nobody understood – “A contrarian with princess-y airs,” theyContinue reading “A ROOM OF HER OWN”
Category Archives: Magpie Tales
SORRY
The house was just as you left it. I dared not make any change. I wanted you to be right at home when you return. After the children were put to bed, I would stand by the window staring at the rose -lined path that you usually took to get to our front door forContinue reading “SORRY”
PILGRIM
The voice, terrible as a roaring lion sweeter than a song, sent me to the unknown life in exile is a trial by illusion – shadow is light; lie is truth; Truth means Nothing. I witness to Nothing was cast away into the desert I fled with nothing and the Voice above the din callingContinue reading “PILGRIM”
Chasing a Poem
She lied in wait in the shadows of dreams for the words that escaped her waking hours. She’d capture her vision with her pen bleeding the images on paper, a shroud extolling the features of the dead. Birds sang, flowers bloomed, the world turned, while she chased the elusive words. ~~~~ For Magpie Tales. PleaseContinue reading “Chasing a Poem”
ROMEO AND JULIET (The Necessity of a Map App)
Oh, what tragedy! It all started with a little sketch drawn by Juliet of their apartment. On her handkerchief, she drew the landmarks and the street for Romeo to find her window on the night of their escape She also wrote, “Climb the ladder to the third floor on the rails you’ll find a bicycleContinue reading “ROMEO AND JULIET (The Necessity of a Map App)”
FREE
It’s a Friday afternoon. Her ears are tuned to the ticking of the clock. Something inside her wakes brings out the smile and the twinkle in her eyes caught the last rays of sunshine. She is a butterfly soon out of her cocoon. She will break free of her restraints sing out loud even outContinue reading “FREE”
AT REST
He knew well to bow to music greater than his he let his hands go silent with humility and grace he yielded his music to the song of the wind kept his feet in rhythm with the tinkling rain Still his music played though he alone could hear the bittersweet tune of his joys andContinue reading “AT REST”
PHOTOGRAPHER
I capture the present and sear it in memory not some image of glory, past or hoped for that lurks in your mind. I want life happening your face, its canvas telling a story through the lines and colors splattered all about you beauty, unadorned truth “hurts.” I see the look in your eyes tearsContinue reading “PHOTOGRAPHER”
THE MESSAGE
I looked over her shoulder to see the note I delivered upon the request of our mutual friend I was restless with anticipation – our friend would surely break the news that love found me at last that weekend I visited home. There was no excitement in my friend’s smile. Instead she pulled away andContinue reading “THE MESSAGE”
FADING
Dancing in the shadow, arching for the light fickle remembrances tease my mind are they real or are they but dreams after all the years, who can tell? Many times I tried to capture those bygone moments and place but they escape like ghosts fading into the haze of my memory’s landscape If only IContinue reading “FADING”
MY WALL 