Book: The Stolen KingdomAuthor: Jillian BoehmePage 7, line 7Genre: Fantasy “Torn between ignoring Swish and insisting that he return to his meal, I stood rooted like a tree, watching Nelgareth men approach and trying to read the expression on Poppa’s face.” I walked around the long wooden table to reach my father’s side. “What’s happening,… Continue reading Prompt 7 – The Stolen Kingdom
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Poem 91 – A Memory Shows Itself
A Memory Shows Itself it was a saturday & I was home aloneI blared Michael Jackson from the expensive stereosystem I wasn’t supposed to touch I dusted & vacuumed clad only in white underpantsI danced like no one was watching except someone wasa stranger walking by in the alley – stopped to stare through the… Continue reading Poem 91 – A Memory Shows Itself
Poem 64 – More on the Merits of Handwriting a Note
More on the Merits of Handwriting a Note the time it takes to hand write a love noteis far surpassed by the love it spreadsthrough its intended receiver It's Friday! Oh, how I love Fridays! The sun shines brightly daring us to shine our own brilliant light! Can you feel it?! I hope so. Did you receive your… Continue reading Poem 64 – More on the Merits of Handwriting a Note
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