
Wolf Moon
A Poem I was mourning the lack of stars even on this clear night. Then something caught my eye below and I looked down to constellations...
Welcome to the Story Room. From my Bottled Messages of unmitigated randomness to my Writing Rambles of short stories, this is a place of comfy chairs, cluttered shelves, and wholesome reading.
Wolf Moon
Like Stained Glass Windows
Christmas Doesn’t Need Us
Winter’s Rest
The Adventure Continues…
Memories like Summer Sunshine
The Shadows of Winter
The Most Wonderful Time of the Year
Those who will Fly no More
Nothing Left
Endless Blue
Rejuvenating Droughts
The Dulcimer that took Twenty Years to Finds
Escapees of the Flames
Glendor the Champion
The Superior Story
And He set the Captive Free
Subway Base
High Speed Departure
Warden of the Greanwood