My journey through this world and how I see things….
Winter and Fall Time. How you tick away. Seasons moving faster How I despise the heat today, Hotter than a southern pastor. Eyes closed and I drift to another place, Manifest the cool wind in the air. Snow, bright and falling upon my face, Humidity no longer affecting my hair. Cringing at… Continue reading Winter and Fall
Lighten Your Burden Living a life under barter, What would I first offer? Long list of services to charter, The first would be an author. Needing a gorgeous portrait? Painted with absolute care? Perhaps a photo? Simply gorgeous! My skills do not end there. Require writings in verse? We can strike a… Continue reading Lighten Your Burden
My Daughter's Soul Seventeen-year-old Sami Abrams has been blessed throughout her life: an unbreakable friendship with Darius Levine, academic and athletic scholarship offers, life in the dynamic city of New Orleans, and a devoted family. The Abrams have learned to stay strong together in their Christian faith despite how unforgiving life can be. However, when… Continue reading My Daughter’s Soul
Three Lessons Chess Tactics Taught Me The first time I played chess was with my cousin. He and I played video games by Blizzard - Warcraft, Diablo, Starcraft. Those are visual games. Chess is a board game. How could I possibly enjoy it? At first, I thought it was going to be a boring… Continue reading Three Lessons Chess Tactics Taught Me
Swings Sneakers dug into dirt Let go, fly high Taking this moment to revert - Swinging to and fro. Eyes closed, nostrils flared Higher and higher, I persist Leaving all behind, though scared… Cold metal chains, firm in fist Maintain my flow, nearly hypnotic… Decades have passed, but I survive Revisiting a… Continue reading Swings | All Grown Up
The Autumn of 1996 was such a roller coaster of a season. My mother had been to and from the doctor's so many times for treatments for her cancer. She had Lymphoma, Non-Hodgkins, and a lot of times she had to stay over night or for weeks at a time. I lived near the High… Continue reading Hello, Goodbye
Silence Falls Five days straight, I write... How the muse croons delightfully! Day six - silence falls. © Susan Reed. In response to the prompt "Winning Streak" for the Daily Post.
I shall continue my letter as before, dear brother. I escaped my cottage and began to run as fast as my legs would carry me. It wasn't as I wanted but I managed to get away. It wasn't by my own ability but rather - the man showed mercy. He chased me through the… Continue reading Twilight Has Fallen (Part 2)
Dear Brother David, Had I known what I know now, I would have cancelled passage to this country and remained in London. I'm not even sure that is entirely truthful. The reasons I had for leaving in the first place was that I believed in what I heard of the promise, the potential of this… Continue reading Twilight Has Fallen (Part 1)
In the course of this day alone, I have written three poems (Father Time, Dreams, and The Wordsmith) and one work of flash fiction (Revenge!). I've had so many thoughts going through my head, as it happens, because my muse - she hounds me until I've written what she says I should. It's not really a… Continue reading An extra 60 minutes… Does it matter?
Focal Breeze 