Judey Kalchik

Joined February 2021

511 stories

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It's my time to find and use my voice.

Poetry, short stories, memories, and a lot of things I think and wish I'd known a long time ago.

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The Last Gift
Pen in hand, time is frozen. My words echoing, making their way through the pounding of my heart as it thrums through my ears.
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Marriage
Evening
Last lingering kiss Silver grace: streaming, shining Luna ascending. ~~~~
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Poets
Morning
Morning arriving The day unwraps a blessing Opportunity
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Poets
Cloud Watching
Angels trailing wings God's love: light columns shine down Apophenia ~~~
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Poets
Helene
Anxious I scan clouds Helene comes to dance with us Sky meeting the Earth
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Poets
Northern Lights Unite Us
As one we marvel Greet sheeting shimmering light LOOK! See what I saw!
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Poets
You
We see you. You who were Borne by Woman. You who resent that Gift of Bearing Life. You who turn your Resentment into Disdain
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Poets
Pieces
How many times will I lose us? Each fracturing splinters the whole each pick up yields fewer pieces. Fitting the jagged edges together through
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Poets
Feast of Love
soft slippery silk stoppers sidetracking sight, sharpening senses passion perfumes, perspiration pheromones permeating pillows
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Poets
OKAY ALREADY- So What?
August 2025 edit: The Project 2025 Tracker. Original Content I've thought about this for a while, and when I saw the short written and performed by Jason Kravits below, I knew it was time to write about it. Take a minute or so to watch and listen.
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in The Swamp
Call of the Wild
I am so cold. ~ I don't understand how I got here. One minute I was with my mother, and the next I'm..... I don't know where I am. I miss the blanket. I miss the soft. I miss the dry.
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Psyche
Sunrise Service. Top Story - September 2024.
Where is that phone? Must stop the ringing alarm noise making What is that strange light? Where is the happy coffee juice I need?
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Poets