Ilona Cole, Re-Post of Story 2 (Maxi)

SHORT STORY II, Maxi My father, a former cavalry officer, was so very proud of me today. It was an equestrian exhibition, a jumping event I took part in and got a ribbon for 1st place. I was the pride of my father, only fifteen years old, a long way to the Olympic Games in …

A Poem to Hope for Spring, Marcie Sims

Distraction Spring in the Northwest                                 creeps in slowly. Sun stalks the waiting buds, bursting eagerly at the first touch. Fingers of light and heat trigger bursts of color, tart yellows, juicy purples. The strawberry-sweet scent of persimmon-pink roses and sugar-sweet honeysuckle perfume the air. Then, inevitably, thoughts of you slip back into my head, …