The person you call first (good or bad) The person you would trust the safety of your child to The person you would trust with your very life The person who's always by your side through thick and thin The person willing to walk behind you to give you a little nudge when needed The person loyal to you and family because to them they are one in the same The person who's always honest with you, no matter the subject The per...

Faraway and yet so close, a phone call or text message away. The one who makes me laugh, and has me feeling great about myself. While others want to cause tears and pain. They try to grow seeds of nothingness, and attack my self worth. He brings me joy and happiness, where before there was pain, and depression. My own ray of sunshine, on cloudy days. My confidant in all things. My sanity through all the chaos and discord....

Chapter 2 Kasei just went to the study down the hall and picked up a book on oceanography to research. He pulled out the mirror and looked through the book for references about merfolk. He’d been looking for a while and found nothing that seemed plausible. Giving up after a few hours, he looked into the mirror. Like mist clearing, the mirror showed a young man with sleek features, vanilla sweet skin, ocean blue eyes and h...

See-- Here’s what you don’t know. Every word or phrase, essay or poem, story or musing that I writeis a stab with adouble-edged sword to defeatan indelible recording of the recurring commandI received while growing up. The message was a simple‘shut-up’. They say I’m quiet, and that I don’t havemuch to say. Well, let me tell you about theDiary of a Potential Chatterbox:a Smothered Extravert. Anytime a ‘How are you today?’...

An exquisite Sunset 'O' paints the pretty colours A luminous pearl The moon shows his face A maiden’s heart blossoms Moonbeams point to her fate Pirouettes beneath the starlight As she waits patiently An eternity, I’ve waited How long I've dreamed of you Every minute of forever You’re locked in my heart Rapture from above Rain, a soothing lullaby Floating into you In my dreams you are mine Moonshadows waltz serenely Under...

I woke this morning Wondering what this day will bring When suddenly my phone It began to ring. A text was sent Upon my screen in morning's glare A strange text message “HELLO.... R U THERE” R U THERE! R U THERE? What a strange question How unfair. I quickly respond to the text Answering with without fear “Nope. I am never there. I am always here.” Feeling satisfied and smug Hitting the button call Send Sitting down hopin...

When I first met you, you were broken No friends, no life, just drama. Wanting so badly to be loved by men. Only finding that men wanted you for only one thing. We became friends and sisters. In that we both found comfort. Your life began to change for the better. Our friendship had created a bond that could not be broken. When things went bad for me you were there, when it was bad for you. I was there. Everyone warned me...

While Will continued setting up, a little boy dressed in a nice khaki colored pair of shorts and a white blouse with a blue big ribbon tied around the collar, came over and grabbed onto Will's shirt-tail. Will looked down and smiled at him. The little boy had sky blue eyes and light blond hair with pink tips, hiding one of his eyes. “Hi, Alexander. Have you finished getting cleaned up for the party tonight?” Will set down...

~Ten Years Ago~ A young boy and his family were taking a break at the beach during their summer holiday. Even though it was the morning, the sun made the sand very hot, so its grit would burn your feet. The kind mother, with her long brown hair, was watching the two little girls as they played in the shallows. Farther off at the rocks was the tall father, his black hair wet from water-fighting with his two sons. The fathe...

Will I ever feel your arms around me again? Feel your lips on mine. Stare into your beautiful blue eyes and laugh at your silly jokes. I miss the way you held me. So close I couldn't breath. The way your eyes smile when you are happy. Will I ever feel you touch my skin in such a way that you make me melt again?: Just to sit next to you and cuddle close would be a dream come true. I never met a real man until I met you. A...

We began our life so long ago, vowing to each other to never let go. We fought with addiction and we won. We fought for our lives together as one. We raised my girls together, but it wasn't always easy. We fought through destruction of people trying to tear us apart. We won that battle as well. our love was strong, it was never ending. Until one day a lie began, and I believed I looked as a stranger. So much had happened...

I am old, but not as old as some I am here, when some have passed beyond I am free, and won't look to the past I am glad, with things still yet to do. I can actI can singI can dance And care not a whit who may see it. This is my timeThis is your timeThis is our timeSo don't forget to smileSo don't forget to laughSo don't forget to love. Do not forget The joys to comeDo not regretJust gather some. Fill both handsAs you Fil...

Sitting outside on the verandalooking out at the mountains on the horizon.As the smell of a roasting barbecue chickenfills the air. Recalling our last conversation, the hurtful cruel words, which left many unanswered questionsas to why, when you walked out the door. Now as the tears run down my cheek the severity of this finally sinks in.A cherished friendship of many years is now overand why, I still cannot determined. T...

I can see you are sad again... Why so dark a morning for me? I just saw your lovely smile a minute ago, and now you are starting to cover me again with your dark moods. Wasn't it your rage passed me by yesterday? I thought you would be happy now that you've released your rage. Ooooh ... you're crying, why? What happened now? What did I do, to cause you to cry again so hard? Today is so busy because of your tantrums yester...

(This was written several months ago) Today my father told me I shouldn't write at night anymore. That, unless it was a journal, I should stop writing; because all the stories I write I alone see. This broke my heart. I rarely say this, but, my dad is wrong. Yes, I write at night. Why? It's simple. The mind comes alive at night. in the darkness my mind begins to turn faster, see things clearer. Ideas are whispered from my...