Open grave

Originally posted on musing:
Leslie made her visit to the cemetery, just like she’s done every week since her husband’s untimely death. Two years ago Tom was on his way home from work looking forward to a long Labor Day weekend get away with Leslie when a semi blew through a red light hitting his…

Abused

Originally posted on musing:
They say you only remember the good times in your life. It’s not always true. For two years that I went to a school for disabled children, and before I was main-streamed into public school, I only remember the unpleasant. Something that never should have taken place. Something very wrong. I…

4th Halloween-Poem Contest

Originally posted on Writer's Treasure Chest:
It is a great pleasure for me to announce the 4th Halloween-Poem Contest on ‘Writer’s Treasure Chest’. ************************************************ Every author and poet are invited to participate and deliver a “Halloween-Poem” to my email address: aurorajean.alexander@aol.com, together with their picture and a link to their blog/page. There are a…

Short Story Sunday: Night Dogs

Originally posted on Vampire Maman:
Constantine Jones sat on the bottom of the museum steps wondering what just happened. Earlier that evening he’d put on his best Armani suit, a Hermes silk tie, and was feeling good about the outcome of the evening. It was to be a charity event. Beautiful people would be there…

Paper Words

Originally posted on musing:
I took a chance Opened my heart Wrote you a letter Said what I wanted Said what I needed too ? Paper word Don’t mean nothing Paper words Ain’t the same as Saying I love you ? Should’ve known better Than to say what I felt You’re out of my league…

‘Damn those eyes’

Originally posted on johncoyote:
Damn those eyes My life had no beginning, no ending till I saw you. You were so beautiful, you made my drink taste bitter and my hunger to die. Forgotten. Those kind and gentle brown eyes made me know some kind of peace. I wanted only. To have your eyes upon…

Musings on Dusk and Art

Originally posted on Vampire Maman:
William Keith – Dusk Near Monterey I was in my dining room, one cat sitting on the table and one in a chair ready to take a swipe at the other’s tail. My eyes went to the painting on the wall and I allowed myself to be transported to the…