31 - Haiku1
fills with grass
good rain yesterday
a mini-van parks
beside a giant maple
the air conditioner
kicks back on
the fan hums
the sky bursts--
in the empty parking lot--
keep their distance
a midnight sky
a scared dove
no cars tonight
a traffic light
a stack of books
the blanket slides off
dust sand dust sand
an ugly wind
no birds today
we put away our binoculars
no birds today
after a daylong rain
the street bursts with
too many moons
a dog stares down
a lost fox
at the end of the chain
a dog yawns
the sun rises
mountain people lake
the sun sets
lazy dog day
the clock ticks...
upon our return:
red blue red blue
a car acci
June Showers: Bref DoubleEDITED VERSION:
Honestly? Let the damn rain spatter you
like a lover or Farmington's Lagoon
rides: Rattle Snake Rapids, the famed Log Flume.
Utah is a desert, an arid bowl
of ribcage, half a sun-blanched skull, our palms.
Fox News predicts another tsunami,
or something similar: a burst fish tank
of sky or a wrung, ebon beach towel.
My co-workers gather, fearing the flu,
pneumonia, death-of-cold. I tell them to
relish this breath like ceasefire. Waterloo
is our state's new name--the bellicose flame
of Summer soused, outflanked. The lucky few
dance outside, alive: April rain in June.
Honestly? Let it spatter you
like a lover or a Lagoon
ride: Rattle Snake Rapids, Log Flume.
Utah's a desert--arid bowl
of ribcage, sun-bleached bones, skull-mine.
Fox 13 News predicts a tsu-
nami, or something close to it.
Burst fish tank of sky, wrung towel.
Co-workers gather, fearing flu,
pneumonia, death-of-cold. I say
relish this breath. Waterloo
is our state's new name: sketchy flame
ItM - Simon - 78Journey to a Life Worth Saving
It wouldve been very easy for me to fall into a total overprotective, controlling, possessive, domineering husband and father role, but then Erin wouldve yelled at me. I dont think I couldve hidden it from her, so I didnt even try.
But I wanted to.
There would always be that part of me that wanted to bundle up Erin and the baby and hide them away in the middle of nowhere, like up high on a mountain in one of those one room cabins. Wed be all alone, just the three of us.
During the day we could play with Gideon and teach him all the little things you teach babies, and at night Erin and I would huddle underneath a big blanket, snuggling and using our body heat to keep each other warm.
That would be the life, but I didnt think it would ever happen. Life can only be so perfect until it blows up in your face. I think living with Erin and Gideon in the lake house was as perfect as it could get.
I woke up
Moirae - Chapter 1CHAPTER 1
I remember the first time I had the hunger. I don't mean the first time I awakened after the rebirth craving blood so bad I thought I'd go insane, though I remember that just as well. No. I mean the first time I craved power. I had the craving long before the Sisters Grim took me into their fold. But I suppose I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me step back and tell the story from a few weeks prior to that first taste of tangible soul.
It was spring. Grandma and I were sowing seeds in the garden while we still had light left in the day. She had tilled it before the winter set in, and tilled it again when the first rains of the year had fallen. Grandma had a green thumb like no other. There were many times that her garden would be overflowing with ripe heavy fruits and healthy colorful vegetables while every other farm in these parts w