Featured Blog Posts – November 2011 Archive (7)

Life is short and the total truth of it is, none of us knows just how short. Some live to be 100, sure....though given how time flies, what is a 100 years even? Whether we live to be 5 or 85, I find that we often waste so much time bickering, complaining, & worrying. I mean, we already spend so much time sleeping, bathing, eating, etc. During our time when we're awake and able to do things & interact with others, why aren't we spending that time more wisely? I am a huge culprit of…

Conservative Democrat, Liberal Republican, Callused Hands, Callused Heart.

Mother, Wife, Daughter, Sister, Friend, Teacher, Faithful, Hopeful...

This is love calling

Can you hear me?

I'm trying to get your attention

But your back has been turned

I know you have been through a lot

This world has been cruel

Do you see that girl crying over there?…

The snow falls gently upon the ground

It's nestled upon the branches of the trees

Winter can be so beautiful

While much of nature is asleep

It grows and gathers its strength

For the upcoming Spring

Kicking the snow with my feet

I let out a laugh

A childlike sound

Shoveling & driving in the snow isn't my cup of tea

But I do like to go outside now and then

To play, like I once used…

                           "The Assassination of an Eagle"      

  Photo credit goes Maryrose Orlans

    The vibrantly colored, neon messenger bird flew quickly through the forest, with a incredible message. He flew over the lush green trees and growth, with the afternoon sun blaring in his red eyes. It was the middle of summer, in July, and all the birds in the country were hot and restless, so think of this bird: Flapping his wings…

   Alice ran as fast as she could towards the town, and towards the rising sunlight, on November 1st. She screamed, not knowing what was behind her, or around her. Alice's gothic, vampire dress from her Halloween party was ripped and stained, and her blonde hair was desheveled and dirty, as the rest of her. Again she screamed, and she tripped on her way sailing down towards the town. With a loud yell, she forced herself to her feet and resumed her seemingly futile flee to Carlaville. She…