A Little About Me
I am an adventure seeking ponderer of the mysteries of the universe, writer of children's books (represented by Stephen Fraser of the Jennifer DeChiara Literary Agency), and lover of anything involving armor, archery, or swashbuckling.
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Category Archives: POEMS
One homemade heart trimmed in frilly, white lace, One arrow, one promise of a sweet, warm embrace… Once it’s notched, drawn, and trained on his chosen bullseye, Cupid first blows a kiss, and then lets it ~~~ fly ~~~
Mourning in the morning is more difficult than at night since your ghost is visible in the daylight, said the woman, hands folded, as if reciting a prayer, to the aide sliding a comb through her once shiny, thick hair. You know you can’t hide inside that disguise! She … Continue reading
Shhhhh. Listen. Do you hear it? The Calling? It’s not only an invitation to adventure from somewhere outside ourselves, but also an intangible summons from deep within. It rests on mist shrouded mountain tops, sways suspended above the oceans’ floors, and … Continue reading
One homemade heart trimmed in frilly, white lace… One arrow, one promise of a sweet, warm embrace… Once it’s notched, drawn, and trained on his chosen bullseye, Cupid first blows a kiss, and then lets it ~~~ fly ~~~