Category: Short Stories

BEDROOM WINDOW

Sitting by my bedroom window starting my day with a coffee & a smile, watching the sun rays give a magnetic light show. Hues of orange & yellow reflections dancing on my walls.  The dawn awakens my senses so alive like never before. I feel this overwhelming fire burning inside of me like waves crashing along the shore. The dawn of a new day has begun.

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MOVING AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT!

largeMoving at the speed of light. Floating high over the night sky. The white puffy clouds tries to greet me but only uttering a goodbye as I fly by to fast to stop to say hi. I’m moving so fast no time to slow down. A cool calm falls over me such gentle in nature & yet so familiar. I take advantage of this calm to look upwards the stars so tiny shimmering in the purple night like a diamonds bracelet.  Here in this place is always purple, always blue, always dark like my dreams of you. Light moving too fast, memory play a vanishing act disappearing right before your eyes. Any rational thoughts escapes the endless void of nothing. I can’t even remember my name. Will I ever see the light again?

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HER BEAUTIFUL SMILE

I seen her beautiful smile a thousand times over, in blue skies, in purple nights, in howling winds blows in scary delight. Her beautiful smile always standing watch like a lighthouse calling sailors home, protecting us from the upcoming storm. Her beautiful smile blocked all that is wrong with this scene. No shadows dance here only her beautiful light.

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LOOKING THROUGH MY REAR VIEW MIRROR

Looking through my rear view mirror what do these tired eyes see? Cars, trees, people speeding fast past me.  The road ahead broken up concrete tell tales of the age that have seen many glories.  This road zipping underneath my car the double yellow lines waving goodbye.  I stare straight ahead realizing I’m looking into the future then I look back into the rear view mirror I see the past.

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NOSTALGIC BEAUTY ESCAPES YOU

svoyretmhozu555ddcf7ddcb5Punching, Biting, Screaming, Kicking and Fighting I’m crushed under the heavy weight of your words. Ugly, Fat, Stupid, Useless, Weak are the words utter from your mouth. Every punch is like a knife cutting deeper and deeper until I can’t bleed no more. In grandeur style you draw back your bow ready for the kill carefully crafting your next move.  The nostalgic beauty escapes you. Your soul once beautiful filled me heart with joy and hope. Your eyes danced like diamonds glimmering in the midnight sky. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do, nowhere I would go. Hanging on your every word as the gospel, now I just hang waiting for the noose to grow tighter calling for the executioner complete this end.

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THE FROG OR THE PRINCE

What came first the frog or the prince? It’s a question that has been asked many times but no one can seem to find a correct answer well as if there is one. Today blog post is inspired by that age old question “What came first the frog or the prince?”

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9/11

Today I walk along a site that is newly familiar.  I can remember who the sounds of people running in different directions scatter ants as if a child kicked the ant hill.  I look up high in the sky I see them the Twin Towers.  So majestic so high that from the street level you can’t see the tops of their heads as it’s burried in the clouds.  Nerves takes over as we walk up the steps and enter the building.

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SIN CITY

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Today I stepped across the state line into Sin City. Yes that place where one can indulge in every sinful pleasure. That place where your every ambition appetite is fed. Sin City is where the she-devils roam free along hiding the well best kept secret. You come here boy dancing with the devils you might as well leave your soul at the door. In this sea of buffets you don’t come for a salad.

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THE DEVIL WITH THE TWO-DOLLAR SMILE

You’re no good for me this I know. You’re so beautiful and yet so sinful. I can’t control whatever this is. I feel like a child licking the bottom of the brownie bowl pure indulgence, pure heaven and so bad. So for now I will let whatever this is go. I will admire you from a distant because everything you are is devilishly wicked bad bad bad and yet so beautiful. Your heat is the fire to my flame. Burning deep down to my soul. I’m slowly falling, falling hard into your clutches like insects drawn to venus fly trap. I know you want me, I see the signs, a little flirtation here, a little sinful smile there, a gentle brush up against my arm sending chills down my spine, making the all the hairs on my body stand at attention. I know you want to hit this, I want you too that’s no lie by I’m not going down without a fight.

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SUMMERTIME

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Summertime is hot like the core of the Milky Way, burning through my skin like the sun rays beating down on tanned beach bodies. The foam white waves crash upon the shore running back to the ocean leaving secrets on the beach floor. Crashing waves breaks between rocks spraying a cool mist falling gently on my burnt skin.  People loosely dressed in skinies, skin wet dripping in sweat, guys and girls trying to find that perfect spot packed up on the coast line. Surfboards lined up as far as your eye can see like Emperor Penguins lining up in formation migrating home. “Hello” beach bum “how are you today?” “Show me a move or two on your board out on the waves.”

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