Of Dreams & Ghosts

Author’s Note: I wrote this immediately after reading a post by my good pal the wonderful Sue Vincent and her struggles with sleep. I hope you enjoy it.  When one is small, the night terrors seem all the more fearsome, bigger, unavoidable. The act of sleeping becomes a nightmare that one will do anything […]

The Forgotten

 In shallow graves we came to them An army of the passed, the lost, the in between As reeds in the wind, we whispered 'No' The breath of the once and was, the forgotten Not stale, but sweet Like gentians on an alpine breeze A cooling balm to the frightened many A gift from […]

In Winter Stills

In Winter Stills There is a path off a road off a hillside off a dream, a path where all the silent ones go to sleep. I followed it once without care for myself. This is where it led. The snow fell in relentless cascades obliterating my footprints so I might’ve stepped through a thickening […]

Dandelion Ghosts

Dandelion Ghosts I waited with trepidation for the dandelion seeds to take flight, I always had. There was something about them, something intangible almost like ghosts holding parasols with a license to roam both day and night. Ethereal in their opalescent beauty, the seeds appeared from mass, golden deaths to haunt the fields, roadsides and […]

The Broken Girl

I was going to try and scare the bejesus out of you all, but opted for this instead. I hope you enjoy my Halloween treat. Richard The Broken Girl She lay in the road like a deer or a dog, a broken object meant for better things, a crumpled mess. I pulled the jeep over […]