It began on a cool, October day… The floorboards creaked as I walked through the kitchen. Our house is old—the historic kind, built back in the 1800's. You might think this sounds cool, but in reality it’s drafty, with cracks along the walls and windows, and floors and doors that squeak at the slightest touch. … Continue reading My True Horror Story #scarytruestories
All is silent All is cold Wrapped around me like a blanket of ice. I can’t move There’s no air I wait and wait and try to sleep For what feels like an endless period of time. Then the cold white surrounding me suddenly breaks Cracking like the shell of an egg And the snow … Continue reading Spring’s Thaw
This poem was written by my mother, and since the theme is on Easter and Jesus' resurrection, it feels like the perfect time to share it. Scars Some things in heaven Are made by man These are the scars In my Savior’s hands He walked the road To Calvary, Carried a cross My soul to … Continue reading Jesus’ Scars, an Easter #poem
“What Could Have Been” A sad smile as the snowflakes fall Is all that I’m left with as he turns to leave, As he drifts into the shadows And the darkness swallows him whole. What could have been What would have been If we’d had a chance If we’d had a longer life to share … Continue reading #poem inspired by The Falconer series
Another loved one has departed this year, just after Christmas, my grandma Nancy. This is dedicated to her: “In Remembrance” Sweet and thoughtful, Always there to give an encouraging word, Never harsh, even to those who were unkind But wanting peace and love for all peoples. A lover of nature, When she looked out the … Continue reading In Remembrance
Today I’m a guest over at Solveig Werner’s blog, as part of her annual Advent Calendar! Every day in December there is a new blog post relating to the Christmas season and winter-time. My contribution is this poem.
“Frozen Garden”
I stand in the snow
In the garden that has turned into a world of white.
All is silent
No birds, no singing crickets
Nothing but the tiny bubbling of a frozen creak
As its waters battle to flow beneath the ice.
There are no colors around me but white
And the dark bark of trees that have fallen into slumber.
I feel alone in the silence, the stillness, the colorlessness
As if I am the only living thing that remains
As if death has taken away everyone and everything I’ve known.
The cold air bites at my skin
And I pull my scarf closer.
Winter reminds me of solitude, a beautiful sadness
And the inevitability of death
The ice freezing over living things until they surrender.
I shudder, and my exhale is like a puff of smoke in…
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I pause on the little stone bridge That overlooks the brook. The water passes beneath the arch of stones Gurgling over pebbles and bubbling past weeds. I listen to the voice of the brook A voice that has lived much longer than I have, A voice that has witnessed days of gladness And days of … Continue reading The Dead’s Mistakes #poem #flashfiction
I look out a window at the tree that grows too close to the power lines A gorgeous oak tree, vibrant and strong. But it must be cut down, Because of this increasingly claustrophobic, industrial world There’s little room for nature to grow. Pavement replaces soil Streetlamps replace trees Stars are blinded out by false … Continue reading #poem “Can There Be A Way?”
“Autumn’s Wonder” The maple tree changes Into a bouquet of gold and orange Like a sunburst sunset Capturing my heart and my sense of wonder. What tells the tree to change its leaves? What warning has it been given that winter will soon draw near? That soon will come the time for slumber and wait … Continue reading #poem Autumn’s Wonder
Haiku for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge. This week's words: Hope & Stay. "Battle Against The Fae" The Seal was fixed, dark Fae fell back into their Realm, Hope stayed for Ireland. ~ "Negotiation" The dragon approached. Rin's sword stayed at the ready, Hoping for a truce... © 2017-present E.E. Rawls & RawlsE.wordpress.com Don't forget to subscribe to … Continue reading “Battle Against The Fae” & “Negotiation” #haiku #microfiction #poems
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