February 7, 2010

Love

Love improves everything, your mood, your inspiration, your happiness. A week without, than a day with, blossoms your being into full flower that decays weeks later. A smile lingers. A kiss, a sweet, a rose, a song, long-held gaze fulfills the day.

44 words.

Through the Woods

Skipping through the dusky woods, the gently shifting shadows come alive and chase me. They reach their dropping arms and fill my ears with wails. Glancing back, their beauty is too breathtaking to be real. My heart stops and my nostrils come alive with a warm, musty scent as I enter their embrace.

55 words

January 12, 2010

All is repaired

The gentle rise and sigh of the ocean fills my ears, wrapping it warm arms around me, comforting. It sings it's wise and content song in my hear. I sink into it's embrace and reach my arms around until I am swallowed by the smooth waves. Home again.

52 words

December 6, 2009

Meddlesome Fools

Only a few moments plant the seed of doubt. The beauty, the fun, the golden idol is cracking. Emotions will repair it, but it is never the same. The meddlesome fools who said those dire words will never be forgotten. They are not true, warped. But their bad deed is soon repaired.

55 words

October 11, 2009

Paths

This is a story I liked, by an anonymous author.

I wandered without purpose, than I saw you and followed for the sake of being with you.

17 words.

October 6, 2009

Any Fairy Tale

"Some day my Prince will come."

Princess Helpless gets caught in an event she cannot solve. She gets someone else to rescue her, then a handsome prince rides by on his pure white horse.

They kiss, fall in love, and ride into the sunset.

The End.

50 words.

October 4, 2009

Shadows

A separate world from light, they cannot mix, as love and logic are also strangers. They live side by side, complementing each other. A shadow can not exist without light to block, just as love could not exist without logic to supplement it and make it work. Light is never without it's partner.

54 words.

October 3, 2009

Chocolate

The dark swirl melds around the nuts, capturing it in it's creamy folds. The simple swirl of white is added for a more pleasing color, and it takes a long time to penetrate it's dark new home. But it does, and they all live in the most perfect taste created. The taste of chocolate.

55 words.

Warm Fuzzy Feeling

A silly name for a beautiful emotion. It fills me often, when words are whispered in my ear. The warm breath of the speaker washes across my face, the intoxicating smell of their breath enhancing the words. Their soft kiss then finishes my already melted heart.

49 words.

The End . . . ?

The last movie, the laugh, the kiss; is it? I wonder if it will last after this. Will my czar be banished from his beloved kingdom? Without him, the kingdom will fall into ruin, as it was before he tore down the old walls before laying a new foundation and coaxing life back.

55 words.