After days of fog and overcast skies, the sun shines brightly today. The still-chilly air doesn’t bother the tourists, but I’m content to view the beach from my window. The water, so rough and wavy yesterday, is calm and serene to gaze at today. Occasionally a boat will pass by, adding little ripples to water that is otherwise as still as a lake. A little red-haired girl plays on the shore, searching for shells. As I watc...

Catrin ran full tilt, her bare feet kicking up sand. Gleaming in the sunlight, her long auburn hair billowed out behind her like a sheet of flames. Without breaking stride, she glanced over her shoulder, and shrieking, picked up the pace. With the bells on her felt antlers jangling raucously and peals of laughter ringing from her throat, heads turned to look as Catrin smashed headlong into a huge, smirking Sandman. “Arghh...

Life is a journey. We travel it's paths. Though not always easy. It's always adventuresome. Sometime feeling alone.Encountering many challenges and obstacles. Our goal is to reach a certain destination. Many of us have several goals to reach. Some will reach them all. Others will only reach a few. We must always keep in mind. New travelers will cross our path. Greet them with a smile.Some face the same obstacles we face....

Purple clouds hang against a burgeoning blue Brightening scene backdrops black trees on the horizon Darkness again giving way to light brand new Spirits of night... spell soon will be broken Flickering stars once more bidding their final adieu Chilly night air biting at my cheeks Smokey haze rises from the neighbours' flue Fresh melodies shortly will float through the sky Pink quickly replaces purple against the blue Prom...

Held tightly within winter's chilly grip. From the roof, icicles no longer drip. Catching one's eye, like a crystal chandelier. Beautifully illuminated as sun rays appear. Frosty branches, not even giving a flutter. -20, one would think they should shudder. New snow lays in a fluffy blanket deep. Quiet only fills the air, not even a cheep. Bundled in their roost fluffed into a ball. Sunshine soon to awaken song birds' cal...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Sometimes our days are gloomy,And they're filled with lots of pain.We wonder where our joy has goneAnd what we've left to gain.Sometimes our limbs are weary,And our heads just cannot cope;The dirty toil of holding onHas used up all our hope.Sometimes the hills are steep andWe've got pebbles in our shoes;Our shoulders sag, and w...

Gathering of the Clan It was a special event, We’d set up the house And bought the food Cooked a feast for all our brood. The weather was holding Our hearts were glad My hopes were high. I hope it goes well, said I, looking up to the sky. Mad and Dan Sam and Dale Dem and Kate It’s a very good fate. I love them all I am proud and done Let's hope as it happens It all will be fun.

Raining stair-rods, quick watch your head, Cats and dogs, they’d end up dead. Hammering it down, that must be Thor, God of thunder bashing at my door. Big umbrellas with a pointy spike, Spear me in places that I dislike. Wellie boots and waterproof coats, Leaves float past like little boats. Rivers rising, a bursting bank, Drainage flooding smelling rank. The sun fights hard to win the day, A spear of light sneaks out to...

CHAMELEON Oh Chameleon, basking on the rock, your skin the same hue as the surface you sit on in the sun that dapples light on you in your blissful heat bath. I too can change my colours blending into the background, when in an alien environment I do not have the attitude of most of my friends. “It’s not like this where I come from” I can't change accordingly I blend and change myself and become like those around me. I we...