I envision a future of peace and of calm.A future with children and grandchildren for balm.A future in a little house at a bend in a creekWith glass in all the windows for me to keep. I see the glass.It’s colored and stained,With images of acheand sorrow,But also of beauty and life sustained. The details of memories enhance the design.Stories …

A strong Spring breeze rustles tall oak trees fora peaceful sound.Noble wildflowers of meadow Violets and proudBluets abound.Under cover of the forest leaves a small blackand orange lizard can be found.All the while, the curious gray squirrel leaps andprances around.As one wizard crow provides a fancy show onthe ground. The yellow Monarch butterflies casually drift near our cabin door.A haunting …

Dear Grandmother,Since you’ve been gone,I fell in lovefor the very first time.It was safe and warm,a daring adventure. aI broke my own heart.But slowly stitched it back together. Although the sewing kitwasn’t useful,a hint of your perfumeon my sweater or pillowwas just enough to keepme tethered to Earth. I forgot to tune out thebackground noiseand thus,found myselfa bit lost. I …

…Airne’s eyes burst open, yet darkness was all he could see. The glimmering candles set aside his bedpost, once so vibrant with life, were reduced to mere puddles of wax, molten from the wick’s radiant heat. Propped up onto his forearms, he scanned the darkness, searching…for something.  From his dreams, a sense of impending dread invaded his thoughts and tore …