Nikolai reached his hand into his pocket and felt the knife. He had worked for weeks on it, slowly grinding down the stone blade day by day. He only had one chance to take out the guard when he reached the perimeter. From there he would have to rush to the lake and assemble the raft he had made out of drop cloths he found lying around the prison camp behind the officer’s quarters. He thought about his wife when she woke u...

Standing here on my own and having stood the test of time and finally took steps that were defined, and knowing that free will and the truth in life are the greatest gifts we all were given yet at times they don’t seem to fit. So I am going down, deep down that only road that I seem to know and follow through this Vale of Tears called life, and wanting to go and be in those Highlands and hear the sounds that can take all...

"No candy." She glares at me, her nostrils flaring with every breath, fists clenched so tightly she’ll have fingernail marks on her palms. I'm watching an impending meltdown. Its cause? Red licorice twists, and my refusal to count them as a dinner component. "RedVines and tortellini" — her impromptu addition to our grocery list — amuses me, but the rules have to be enforced regardless. It won’t be easy. A child with autis...

There's time enough for loveIf we but savor what we have. One life to live,So much to give,Why fear what might be lost. The past is safe inside us,Still echoing its joys.The future bears a few more tears,Wrapped up in rapturous song. So love me now my dearest,Don't worry It must end.But not before we spend this lifeAscending true love's heights. We loved before,We'll love again,This life brings passion's fruits. We pluck...

A generalized affliction A unique depiction Formed of a decision  Judges speculate on the way we living Be them get lost in the crowd Unified by the name on your tag Faceless drones of the system What to be what to eat who to be Wind-up up toy they hold the key Not for me I am who I claim to be They say I'm lost ain't no saving me I'm a monster they claim, ain't not slaying me I stand out I talk you stand and shout A litt...

  Do you, like me, sometimes ponder why things happen to be? Do you ever pause to consider what really is the cause? Do you ever wonder or marvel at what really is amazingly clever: why two separate people become entwined to love and mate? In this mystery play with its cast of millions how come my needle was plucked out of the hay? I ask, what did I do to be so blessed? How come I even got to meet you? What power surge en...

Time is of the essence It never stops Would you know time if It weren't for a clock Time is only a way to measure Time is considered to be the most valued Wrong  Highest value is what you do with your time Don't count the moments Make the moments count Time is short lived  Time is overrated Time only exist til yours ends The sand pours on but only to those who use it Most of the time we truly abuse it Change your percepti...

Broken inside My pain hides behind empty smiles Nowhere to turn nowhere to go Helpless I have become Feeling like a walking mat Only here as temporary relief Once I'm used I'm thrown away Scared to speak no one will listen Who I am on the inside they are missing I wanna blossom I wanna shine The reflection in the mirror isn't mine Positivity is key but I have the wrong lock When the sun is shining I wait for rain Memories...

Night begins to break Day meets it's fate The world begins to sleep Stars start to shine Crickets sing away Restless I've become  Thoughts bombard my brain Thoughts of then Thoughts of now  Thoughts of what's next No questions nor answers Merely depiction of life's journey Many days have come and gone Many days to come many to go A journey a quest a war a battle Where it ends nobody truly knows As for now I'll enjoy what...

[[Karla is back in the secure room of Szechenyi Library having again signed out The Annals of Besh. It would be nice if she could just photo copy the book, but rules are rules, so she goes about copying the pages she wants on her note pad, knowing the last section she wants from the book is going to have to wait till tomorrow because lunch lasted so long, but at least she has this before the library closes for the evening...

The bus came to a halt and Bob Clement stepped off, nodded an acknowledgment to the driver who drove away, leaving him with a light breeze under the bright sun and cloudless sky. He was in unfamiliar territory, so he had no idea where to go first, and thought he would find a local pub or café as the locals there might know where to find who he was looking for. After around ten minutes, he was sat outside a café, drinking...

It seems at times as though we have been like living on a prayer, and we need to hold on to all that we have and all we had and that’s important. We have each other and that’s enough to get by most times and going to make it with you, or go down swinging for the fences and die trying to do all with you.And all we need is a change in another place where all isn’t so cold, and walking the streets and recording all that I se...

I had heard it said once that the Devil lives in the details, and I know just exactly what was meant when I heard it said by them. Though, most of the time I try and stay focused and try to look ahead at what might come, even if I feel at times as if I am walking through a wasteland as I make my way down the line, and being like some kind of a wandering ghost or like a ghost living in the machinery. But I will somehow sur...

It seems as though I cast the die a few years ago on a game of pitch and toss, and now find myself being called and directed where to go on an old road known as Highway 61. Feeling like I had set sail as I headed down it and heard and felt that false clock trying to distract me, and having heard voices calling and knowing that spirits are using me as I thought of how many times I fell. And have since then been looking for...

Red hair flared out from the gusting wind as what little amount of moonlight illuminated the color enough to stand out. The wind whistled and howled whilst being joined by the constant lapping of choppy waves far below. With her feet hooked just under the railing, she hung down letting herself dangle from the bridge. She saw from a distance the lights of the city, she would do this on a closer bridge, but too many passers...