Cherry

She Sends Sea Shells

There’s nothing along this old shore but ghosts, no matter what the old man said, I see no treasure, no pleasure, no myth and no glee. The sun pounds a tattoo in my brain and it roasts

A short rhyme

Inspiring, like spires and arches of churches, the little chicks chirping up high on their perches in branches of beeches and larches and birches
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Cherry

Daddy or Chips?

A Father's Day Card!

Garden Bindweed

It winds, and binds, entangling, and strangling … insidiously, inconspicuously …

A Fear of Falling

On my back in the orchard...

Tales of Virusgeddon: Charles Abigail Romanov Part IV

Charles Abigail Romanov Part IV- Final Part of the Virusgeddon series of stories

Tales of Virusgeddon: Charles Abigail Romanov Part II

“What are you doing here? And when the hell did you have kids?” I ask angrily. Buddy or no, even one extra person in your dwelling puts you in grave danger.

Tales of Virusgeddon: Charles Abigail Romanov Part III

Charles Abigail Romanov Part III

Confrontation

Three miles were walked, A mile spent getting lost. The Florida sun started to burn, And my feet began to hurt. This was an uninvited visit, One you would never elicit.

Scrap CH TWO part 46

CH TWO 46

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