I had never been in love before, I thought I had it… I thought wrong.
(Wrote a short story with a 10 page limit. After forming more ideas throughout writing this, I think I may expand this and make it… more.) *** Betrayal and death flash before my eyes. Images I wish to un-see, as I am forced to experience such a vivid nightmare. My father. A gun. Yelling andContinue reading “Blood of Betrayal”
* Recently had to venture out and write a flash fiction piece in 250 words. Let me know what you think! As writers, our fingers itch to do just that write… so 250 words felt constricting. I was glad for the challenge though. * *** Trying to suck in air as the humid Afghanistan heatContinue reading “Final Catch”
Let them burn the ships, Let them flank the sea. Because the golden globe will sink down below, Emerging the vengeful shadows to welcome me. When the raging black waves roar, and the turbulent storms strike. My final warning will be heard, For I will break through the gates of the kingdom. Their sins willContinue reading “Broken Kingdom”
But what really captures me are his searing green eyes. The sun is making them glisten, almost looking like sea glass as he holds my gaze, making it feel as if he can see every part of who I am.
The relentless waves threaten to wrench you away, but I have you chained to my heart… Anchoring you to stay. -A. Stuebbe
If you turn me to stone, then secure my heart before you shatter it. -A. Stuebbe
This poem is originally written by Travis J. McRoy and it is one I resonated with. He has a knack for writing and making art with his words. Pure talent. I may be new in the blogging world, but he is definitely one you need to follow. His work deserves to be read by many.Continue reading “A Poem, Together — Travis J. McRoy”
They say the grass is greener on the other side. But I checked… The grass is just as rugged, no matter what side you are on. It just depends on how much effort you put into nurturing it. -A. Stuebbe
I will sacrifice myself to save you, so my love will protect you from taking your final breath. -A. Stuebbe
My lost heart washed up on the deserted shore
You came along and picked it up off the floor…