a102866

Primary tabs

TypeTitleAuthorRepliesLast updated
StoryNature's Ode to the Fallen Soldier a102866511 years 7 months ago
StoryWhat If Bee3711 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Question In My Head FallenAngel211 years 7 months ago
StoryVeterans Day: Blood-stained Fields a102866011 years 7 months ago
StoryBeneath Love's Shining Veil a102866011 years 7 months ago
StoryMagnetic Love: Heavenly Bodies Descend; Eclipsing Eyes Amend a102866011 years 7 months ago
StoryNature Cloaks Seething Passion on Beach Strand a102866011 years 7 months ago
StoryNature Cloaks Seething Passion on Beach Strand a102866011 years 7 months ago
StoryStately Manor of my Youth: A Blipping Shadow a102866411 years 7 months ago
StoryNo Frills Shopper a102866611 years 7 months ago
StoryBasking in Love's Afterglow a102866611 years 7 months ago
StoryAmalfi Drive paxxick311 years 7 months ago
Story Blue Mermaid a102866011 years 7 months ago
StoryAlchemy (And All the Elements of You) Art of the Diver911 years 7 months ago
StoryA Penny for Your Thoughts a102866011 years 7 months ago
StoryIndentured Love a102866211 years 7 months ago
StoryYoung Love: Lecherous Husband, Unwanted Offspring a102866211 years 7 months ago
StoryEulogy to a Newspaper Columnist a102866211 years 7 months ago
StoryMisspent Youth: Flower Shrivels on its Stalk a102866211 years 7 months ago
StoryPrating Matador: Tale of Two Tails a102866211 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Night Sky a102866311 years 7 months ago
StoryTrick or Treat a102866211 years 7 months ago
StoryDuet for Violin and Sky Silver Spun Sand1511 years 7 months ago
StoryMy Annual Flu Escapade a102866411 years 7 months ago
StoryWWII: The Great Generation a102866211 years 7 months ago

My stories

Nostalgic Tracks

Nostalgically, whimsically I always thought of an engineer brooding over glass-plated dials with hands pulling levers, switches giving his engine a...

Ripples of Passion Submerged

Wandering eyes scan the deep swells waves blip on radars hopeful currents pulse enfilade the shoreline signals intersect from the cadence sweet...

Weeping Willow, Weary Traveler, Waterfall

The White Willow hovers at the junction where creek forks intersect body and limbs both a crooked marker and bleak memorial to the weary traveler...

Unrequiting Currents: Desolate Lives

Magnetic wand of the moon, a creamy Harvest moon, brushed the deep swells generating a tide steady current, frothy foam. With speed, purpose rowed...

My Supplement Journal

I became enamored with supplements in my 20's, a byproduct of adolescent maturation: growing, dreaming, planning, achieving. A naivete spun into my...
1 likes

Pages