softness VII

morning eyes, cleared the scene / as dawn had broken, / bringing down the curtain of night, / pushing it aside. / with cautious feeding, / …

symphony VII

low volume of the brook, / as in it’s own tiny cascade, / it moves mountains, / and lights up the day. / the cold waters, / sleepy in…

little owl VII

below the emerging blue line / of this day, / footsteps soft across the warrens, / the mossy cushioned below, / hidden in the quiet warmth.…

Lost Cause (VII)

Castles in the Sky / The next day, I was left wondering to myself if the evening had been a disaster or an unqualified success and conclude…

Beware the Baron’s Wrath [vii]

‘Daphne, they would not believe you.’ he said quietly daring to look up at her. / ‘Remember yourself in public won’t you My Lord Baro…

The Secret Keeper Part VII: The Naming

She looks up from her sleeping son’s face when she hears the knock on the door. Stroking the baby’s soft cheek she hopes he wo…

Random Thoughts VII: Can You Get a Tribute For a …

I can remember sitting in my 10th grade health class listening to a pompous windbag of a teacher telling me to take a close look at my fell…

I am that Blind Man: One Woman’s Story (Par…

Something I didn’t realise – and possibly wasn’t told at first – was that the various tests I had been having had revealed ther…

signals VII

upwards, / always upwards, / towards the sky / why do we cover our faces to cry? / long lines bring the power down, / connected to the gro…

Sandals of the Nazarene Chapter VII

In any annals of the Greek and Romans which I have studied, there is no one , not even Plato, Aristotle, that spoke like the Nazarene of wh…

touch VII

we took off layers, / as the night warmth grew / fat and heavy. / pushed down into the fibres / half sleeping / half restless, / the needle…

Chapter VII The Young Journalist

        "Well, I haven’t heard yet why they told me to come write a story about that other soldier.  I can see how you and he sa…

Haiku(VII): Burnt Milk

Suddenly, gas stinks…;

Valentines are Red, Aren’t They? – Pa…

It was the middle of the night when Casey was suddenly awake. She glanced over at the clock. Three a.m. What had awakened her?

moon VII

the moon stared down at me, / infused my face with a smile / brought tears to my eyes. / so remote, so alien this hover / in the first days…

Inspirationals VII. ’Tis The Harsh That Rin…

‘Tis the harsh that rings to us most true / The dark that makes us think of home / Joys and glories imagined are thus / Through adverse fur…

I Stumble Hither To Witness

She wanted to die an English queen. Her vision was blinded by the cloth that covered her eyes tied onby her ladies. She sat kneeling there …

Tanka VII

drifting leaves… / high water mark / on Cyprus stumps. / Autumn’s pink sun / shimmers on lake’s / placid surface - / ha…

VII (english version included)

Cuando te acercas, / mi corazon golpea en mi pecho / para escaparseme… / Quiere llegar hasta ti / para acobijarce en tu pechoR…

untitled VII

I’m sorry.

The Petal’philles Chapter VII Inquisitio

The clatter of my life as it hit the linoleum floor was deafening. Each drawer pulled from cradled existence and angrily thrust upon the ap…

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