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In the time beyond before, a boy with a boat set a course for the stars in search of his long lost Guardian Angel… He saw her portrait in a back alley gallery, and it spoke to him…He heard the tone of a bell and slight echo of tinkling, through the melody came a voice like a song.  “Find…

Empty is the heartthat loses it’s rhythm from the start,I had a fire for him that burnedlike Karma flavored Whisky. ~Christine Wichman c. January 28, 2018

The great void, the unknown and the question marks of an uncertain future, nothing more fearful, and nothing less to fear. The mere contradiction creating an impasse and vast waste of living moments. I want to be alive. I want to live. Not exist, not trod through half awake… Wake up. Smell the coffee…or as…

 ———————————————- Whooo is there? Once upon a time, long ago and across the universe there resided an ancient oak tree, long dead to the world but quite alive to the inbetween. Hidden in the trunk of the tree was the ancient of ancients and wisest of wise old owls. Her name was Athena. She was quite…

(former title Scream, Run or Hide) An original story Written By Christine Wichman c. January 24, 2021 Libby Ledbetter was dreaming of Jurassic Park again. A gigantic Tyrannosaurus Rex had chased her down and cornered her in her own living room. The fear was so real, her heart was pounding out of her chest, and…

————————— A Short Reflection on Life   By Christine Wichman c. July 2015 When I was nine years old, my single mom, or “Mommy” as I called her back then, bought her first house on an idyllic tree lined street with rows of white picket fences. I could walk two short blocks to my church. I say “My”…

Hebrides Moon Fifth Poetry Challenge~ Double EthereeTen Words from Tyler: unrequited / wine / words / past / shadow / parallel /genie / lightning / ennui / race My pastparallelunrequitedlove…like a shadow, plaguing me, haunting me leaving me without words,  or the strength to wonder what might have been, had it all worked out. Had I returned…

Unrelenting Spirit dances across the plane, of windswept torment and ill begotten fame. Unrelenting Spirit lost to days of yore, contemplates a future with nothing to live for… While the moon drifts in the skies…  Stay awake, don’t close your eyes. Mockingbird says to the Jay, Come little spirit, come and play. Canary sings to the Warbler,…

Summer Soul Hebrides Moon: Fourth Poetry Challenge An Etheree Ten Words from Laura: midnight / summer /ache / water / falling / stars / fate / back / smile / timeless Summer Soul A midnight moon summons me home, across skies filled with stars falling, falling, falling… fate smiles back from the dark, calling out my…

———————————————— Flaming June…a bride of Summer… Someone’s daughter, someone’s mother. Sleeping like a beauty, beneath the beating sun. Feels like the very first time, the colors of her mind  were lost to days of wine and roses… Close your eyes and sleep June, let the lonely days pass, It will all come together… Nothing sad shall…