Just Looking (StoryPoem)

Unless one plans meticulously they may not accomplish what they set out to do—

Parisian Haikus

Sat on the hilltop at the Sacre Coeur Looking down at the city Walking in the Fifth lost in the hustling crowd rats in the sewer My open window the flood of a violin

Images of eternity

Erm, something new

Grandma's Rose (story)

The last time he visited grandma she held tightly to his arm. She couldn’t speak but Dennis knew she didn’t want him to leave.

Overheard (short short story)

Each of us knew her father scoured mall stores for the perfect gift.

Tools of the Trade

I read some rather disturbing Stephen King stories right before going to sleep, and thought of this in that time where dreams start just before sleep does.

Steps to reach Him.

Steps to reach Him. P K Routray There are three steps in the ladder to the abode of God, “ Be at peace” is the first step to be trod. The second step in the ladder is joy and happiness

I Love You

The glittering stars and oceans, Are reflections of your eyes

The poetess

I know a lovely poetess Her poetry causes me distress That I relieve with sobs and tears And paper hankies So to mop up tearful issues That affect my water works I have devised a strategy
Cherry

White Phantom Chapter six

Prisoner

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