In 2017 I’m making changes to my writing schedule. Over the past few years, I’ve released one or two full length novels. It’s getting more difficult as I maintain a full time job.
So, I’m going back to my beginning and writing short. I began as a poet and I’ll return to writing poetry and short stories. After I DO , BUT FIRST… and FANGED DECEPTION release early in the year, I’ll make that transition and stick with it for at least a year.
There is a strong possibility I’ll put together annual anthologies with my short stories and poems to have at conventions.
The three covers you see here are all short stories.
I wrote this poem after 9/11. It still applies today. I’d hoped it would never be relevant again. Boston, you remain in my thoughts, even after they catch the men involved, as you heal.
The smoke still rises from NY and DC
the work could take months to complete
but we excel at repair and rebuild
We fought to build this country
and defend it we will
our principles cannot be torn by bombs
You have awakened a nation
that didn’t know it was asleep
and when you attack us from the outside
We descend on you as ONE.
Bodies were broken and torn
families have been ripped apart
You have caused a wound we will never forget
but it will heal
The anger of hundreds of millions
are now pointed at a few thousand
and we are not alone
The world will not stand still
you have no place to hide
flashlights are now being carried
by every nation and nationality
~even your own
Our flag can be blown apart
but everyone of us carries
the threads in our souls
It will always fly
Welcome to my small stop on the Spreading Love Blog Hop and Happy Valentine’s Day!
Your heart is in my hands
you gave it without my asking
and now I feel both joy and fear
It has been so long since I was loved
so completely and totally
that I’m afraid
I hope I can honor your heart
Your pure sensuality is new to me
your desire for me is astounding
I do not see in the mirror
the person reflected in your eyes
You have a beautiful heart and soul
I carry it carefully and walk gently
so afraid that my rough edges
will scar your innocence
You take my breath away
each time I look at you
I will try with all I have
to live up to the person you believe I am
not just for you but for me
Check out the BLOGHOP HOMEPAGE!
This weeks Thursday Treats are joining with Free Poem Friday for the Valentine’s weekend. Look for the Blog Hops and Six Sunday posts that will show up on this blog on the 12th and 13th.
Here is the first poem I wrote, the one that started it all.
Still love it. Hope you have a wonderful weekend and a Valentine’s Day you will remember.
He is always with me,
My handsome warrior.
In my mind’s eye,
he is now as he was then.
Tall, strong, and forceful,
he captured me with his spirit,
the song of the hunter,
the wonder of the wild.
The force that carried us,
through many a darkened wood,
is with us still.
Now as we wander,
from moon to moon,
tirelessly seeking to reunite our souls,
time passes slowly.
My warrior loves me,
who fought at his side,
and shared his heart.
That love is what drives me,
each new dawn
to venture forth,
and seek him out again….