I woke up to the scent of dog shit, cleaned three chunky piles off the floor, and a friend told me I was hour behind. My PC wasn’t hooked to the internet, and there’s no coffee left. But nevertheless, I’m ready.

Here in White Rock, BC and ready to go! Good luck all and have fun!

Saturday is here Our play date will soon commence Poetry’s the game

Sunlight streaming through my bedroom window Rain has been falling all week Muscles sore, eyes wide open The potential of the day is more potent than any cup of coffee For the first time since I can’t remember when I rise without complaint Not wishing…

Freedom I write you Freedom in sight Freedom I held you Peace last night Numb to the strife Come to the light Freedom I know you Right

Is everybody in? Everybody ready? I remember years past, These 2:30 a.m. Friday night Saturday mornings were a breeze Now I’m setting an alarm to wake up because I go to bed at 10.

“Pappaw’s House”  by Mandy Austin Cook a flashlight and giggles rebelliously deliciously tiptoeing to the porch with Barbie dolls. we could have planned anything and the grand scheme was to PLAY. drink it in……. both the up giggling and the “Hush you three!” from down…

The tempest rages, Wind, rain, thunder, boom. I’m trapped in a cage, Scratch, claw, cry, doom. It’s of my own making. The sunshine is there…   For the taking.

Hello all, My name is Vicki.  I am an English/Special Education teacher from New York.  I have three children, two of which are now adults.  My husband and I have been together for 23 years and I love him more than life itself, but we’re…

That face, bobbing in and out of a sea of hungry crowd, Disgusted, I lost my appetite to a plate of mouth watering delights, I fake an invite, signal her to join me for lunch, I loathe the sight of this creature I call my…