Category: Stories

Self Doubt

Fairytales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten. ~ G.K. Chesterton  ~~~~~ I am quaking in my boots at the thought of writing a book synopsis.  Not that I didn’t start before this – I did – but to write

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But he loved me first

“I know which way the wind blows through you…” ~Berryl ~~~~~ Why is it this way, when he left his heart behind? Gave me his secrets you would not have? Why then, does the wind blow cold and stark? He called them scraps that nobody wanted. I saw three quarters of a man, mercurial, slip through my

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Throwing it out into the wind…

I stood there, at your door and tremored inside, quaking in my boots. fearing both to finally find home, and (final) rejection, also. Which way would you choose, should I kneel in supplication? -my blood for the letting, my flesh for the taking – or should I play brazen instead?

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She stood there, hesitantly.

With reluctance, she pulled herself away from the only thing standing between herself and anonymity. Throat constricting, she cautiously peered from behind its rough edges of bark and across the tall grass, until her eyes met with the house sheltered across the clearing. This was the closest she’d dare come all year. Just thinking about

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Hold Me

Hold me in your arms. Sweet surrender to your touch. Pillowed in the hair draped around your neck, let me drown in the sweet scent of comfort as I let go of all else.

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