lavender waves in the breeze tall stems with tiny purple flowers bending back and forth scent drifts over fields and hills and off roads down by the beach in the front yards of homes lined together where dogs walking jump in it to find their favorite toy lavender scented pillow brings sweet dreams full of…
Tag: Writing
the unanswered question
The man looked at the worn piece of paper that the little man had given him. He hadn’t seen this in ages. And as he looked at it he was still astonished that he was holding it his hands once again. “How did you find this?” “It was given to me…” The little man grabbed…
we watched the sun over the water
I guess I’m on a kick where I’m writing stories that take place in previous stories I wrote… Or at least in the worlds they were from… How meta. 🙂 This is one from a tv pilot I’d started writing a while back that I haven’t gotten very far into, but who knows maybe this…
entwined
This is inspired by a play i started a while back. The two were dressed all in black. Skin tight. Shadows around their eyes and half their faces in the darkness of the warehouse. bright lights that changed colors, patterns. Flashes and spotlights. The two, motionless like a tableau, like statues. Expressionless, stoic faces. Not…
the girl in the forest
This was the 102nd day she traveled back to the house in the woods to wait for whoever or whatever kept the light in the window going. She sometimes let her imagination wander and like a group of little sprites it would send her down a path wondering how it happened. Was it a spirit or…
to be fast
behind the wheel of the car she drives so fast that lights become a blur and just other flashes within the night hug the curve and it’s easy to go from place to place smoothly into darkness heading forward not back never back always forward always driving fast doesn’t matter how fast as long as…
the winds that move
overcast day and the wind moves through grass like a soft flute that sounds the blend of shadows parade across the sky waves that move matching clouds they mirror each other grey and silver mixed with vibrant blue pierces and yet soothes the eyes watching the dance the interplay from far away
nightime flowers
She twirled the little flower by pressing her fingers together. She brought it to her nose inhaling the scent. She laid back and stretched the flower above her then let it fall into her hair. She did this until her hair was decorated with little flowers. She looked at the sky and thought how it…
as the bandage came off
The woman had bandages around her back and her arm. She didn’t bleed any longer. The wound had mended. Instead, a heavy stiffness and ache permeated her body. She had fevered dreams. While she slept she sweated the sickness out. She jolted and turned in her sleep as if even her dreams gave her no…
the stone within her hand
In the morning under the hot sun, she peered closer to a smooth stone about the size of her palm. She held it close to her eyes in between her hands. It was smooth on all sides and the color of an eggshell. She turned it over several times in her fingers. No edges, divets…
The Dynamics of Groove 