Koijion

Exiled I have found myself lost in this barren desert. Alone, sadly drifting day to day like dust in the scorching wind. The wind so hot it dries my tears instantly. Unable to feel even that drop of soothing water. Hunger and thirst follow my every waking moment. Cast out from my Eden, wandering naked. Cast out from those verdant valleys and grand peaks, which rose out from the heartlands. Those beautiful peaks alike in numerous ways but ever so different. I remember the sparkling emeralds and  grey oceans. I knew every stone, every leaf, and every river. I called every stone by their name and silently they spoke only to me.  Each held

Joseph Roberts stepped outside into the harsh, wintry air and drew a cigarette out of his breast pocket. A wintry slush had begun several moments before and cleared the balcony of guests. It was a cold sunless day. The grey afternoon sky coupled with the winter weather left the country side devoid of color. It was the perfect time for Joseph to smoke. The stress from the day had made him jittery and he needed a few moments to regain an outward calm. Their newest guest had hit a little too close to home. Only a few years his junior, she had been an unwelcome guest. From his position on the upstairs balcony he overlooked the unloading dock. Bel

Homework for PaP 12 When should I love thee or leave thee? Today? Tomorrow? A spring or winter? When the flowers cut a last breath of Euphoria on the air; shadows grow long On the ground and a chance decision--- Must be made or suffered for an eternity? Golden ages give way to silver then bronze However long our penance we are left Damaged scarred; our once perfect now broken, scattered for all the ages? can we be reborn or reshaped? Tarry not. A lifetime to change back to gold? The Alchemists quest taken up as our own? Fie, whilst we gamble our wages build up; Sins of unerring brilliance which we hold As our own most perfect autonomy.

         Wesley was sitting in his favorite recliner at the volunteer firehouse, watching the extended edition of The Two towers when a call came in. Immediately refocusing his attention, he rushed to the office. Stacey looked up with a worried look as he entered. “It’s a residential fire the address is 1005 East Magnolia Lane. A neighbor just reported the fire, they didn’t know if the residents were still inside or not. He said that it looks bad.”  Her face was white as she finished copying down the information. “A mother and her two kids live in the house with her friend. I know that address, Wesley thought.