Friendship: The Ultimate Cultivation of Respect, Adoration, Love and Commitment I would love to tell you a little short story of what friendship could portray in one
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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 …
Car Crash (poem) Marcie Sims
For those of you who have ever been involved in a car accident, you know how scary and strange that experience can be. Here’ a poem I wrote about one I am happy I survived with just a bit of lasting neck pain over the years. Marcie Car Crash First there
Ilona Cole, Story 1–Repost
SHORT STORY 1: Ilona and Hal This little tale is about a young lady in occupied Germany three years after WWII ended. Graduated from a private University with the degree in Commerce and International Law she found no jobs, her City was destroyed completely by Allied bombers 09-11-1944. Mailing a letter in a make shift …
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, …
Ilona Cole, Story 76–the last for a bit
Note: This is the last of the stories that Ilona had written for us for this little project where I posted her stories as a guest writer. If she writes any new ones, she has promised to share them with us again. So, after this, I will be posting a few poems and stories and …
Ilona Cole, Story 75
I Lost My Way As a child growing up before World War II my parents, my brother, sister and I being of Lutheran faith went to the beautiful Chapel by the Castle in my home- town of Darmstadt on Sundays. When I was eight years old, I was asked to join the choir. I felt …
Ilona Cole, Story 74
My Dearest Sister, My
Ilona Cole, Story 73
New Year
Ilona Cole, Story 72
My First Short Story at the Woodlands by Forrest Lake I have lived here almost five years and not felt inclined enough to write a little tale. Entertainments and get togethers have not been allowed or encouraged by management for all tenants since Covid 19, and still now we are asked to wear our masks …