Poetry and Stories



You come to me in the blue veiled mist
Of the last light of the evening;
a faint shadow of a dream
that began many years ago.
Through time, you have remained elusive;
an evanescent image that cannot be held.
You have left me with a thirst
that will never be quenched.

By Linda Herring

Someone To Care

I had wanted someone to care,
Someone to share
my life with me;
With each hour that ticked away,
I had wanted someone to say,
I’ll help you fill your day;
I had wanted someone
to wind me up when
I was running low,
To be there with me
when time was slow,
To stay.
Until it was time,
To go;
To share a memory, a life
some talk,
before time ticked out –
and the wanting stopped.

By Gerri Holden

Browse The Magazine
Stay Informed
To be notified whenever anything new is posted, subscribe via email.

Enter your email address:

Delivered by FeedBurner

Recent Comments
    Book Love
    “Who wants to become a writer? And why? Because it’s the answer to everything. … It’s the streaming reason for living. To note, to pin down, to build up, to create, to be astonished at nothing, to cherish the oddities, to let nothing go down the drain, to make something, to make a great flower out of life, even if it’s a cactus.”
    ~Enid Bagnold
    Be Merry

    I think it's time to go shopping... maybe even buy some really cool stuff at my online shops!!