White Out
winter freezing crystal droplets down nomadic hearts in need of special kindling warmth for the white out
Tag Archives: imagery
Ghosts in the Garden | Part III
the path wound lazily down – the garden behind us and here we stood – for here she had stopped the trees and the brush so dense in the night […]
Catalyst XII
I stepped into a puddle. The cracks in the worn leather allowed moisture to seep in subtly – just enough to get my sock uncomfortably wet and make me wish […]
Catalyst: X
The resonant sound of the cork being skillfully yanked from the bottle filled the room. It was a sound I hadn’t heard in some time. It was welcome and nostalgic […]
Catalyst: IX
A horrible grating sound echoed through the cargo hold of the small trench probe as we bumped against the side of the rusty airlock doorway. The force of the impact […]
One Last Dance
The little veins, like tiny river beds, sprawled symmetrically across the worn surface of the old leaf. But a season old, he had lived to the ripe age of three […]
The Catalyst: Part IV
Introductions “Every weekend, the same old nonsense!” The raspy, high-pitched voice indicated a female smoker. Her wild inflections and accusatory onslaught of her companion indicated it was not likely tobacco […]
The Catalyst: Part III
Alone in Atlantis The rhythmic smack-i-ta, crack-i-ta of the sparks grew stronger the farther down the corridor I went and the closer to the conduit I drew myself. I wasn’t […]
The Catalyst
I didn’t know what else to do. I didn’t have a choice. I pulled the lever with all my might – full well knowing there was no going back. As […]
A Long and Lonely Day
Softness beneath his hand. As he gratefully stretched his body face down across the massive stone, he allowed his fingers to wander its mossy surface. He had managed to climb […]
Rhyme Written In Red 