Tag Archive: collectibles

Come and Go

Ghosts make bad boyfriends They come unexpectedly Then just disappear *My silly writings are inspired by the things I find.  Please see my About page for the link to  my ebay store.

Angel’s Fall

Angel fell to earth She patted her head. I said, Hi! She said, Halo?   *My silly writings are inspired by the things I find.  Please click on my About page to see… Continue reading

Night Travels

Somber words floating, stretching and seeking the veiled recesses of my heart. The chambers sealed shut, preventing light’s touch where aphotic thoughts reign as kings. Sight of night skies makes the blood flow… Continue reading

I Prefer Midnight

I prefer midnight, dancing in the corner, in the quiet, no longer chasing buses with babies crying while mothers seeking solitude nap with one eye open. I prefer midnight, shunning the glare of… Continue reading

Kaboom Boom

It’s Fourth of July A firecracker held too long I now have two mouths *My silly writings are inspired by things I find. Please see my About Page for the link to my… Continue reading

Come Clean

She makes love to ghosts No cleaning necessary They bring their own sheets *My silly writings are inspired by the things I find.  Please see my About Page for a link to my ebay… Continue reading

All the Other Tools

It ended in the shed down in the woods where daddy keeps his tools.   Mama was crying. I saw her through the window. Her face wet with tortured tears.   She twisted… Continue reading

The Voices

After a long day at the office, Dr. Scott Petit couldn’t wait to get home.  As he approached his car, what appeared to be a sleeping squirrel on his hood turned out to… Continue reading

Elusive

She turned her face to the sun, hoping to feel its warmth.  There was a breeze in the air. She knew this from the swaying trees.  Sighing, she walked towards the cliff; mesmerized… Continue reading

Banjo Creek – Part I

Grandpa loved to fish and would rise when the sun did. He’d take his trusty wooden pail and his walking stick. In turtle pace, he’d plod down Longman’s Trail to the Banjo Creek.… Continue reading