Home invasion fails
blonde child held for questioning
Was sentence “just right?”
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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The Notebook
She stood there in the doorway Shadows laced the gown she wore The light shimmered down her face Her green eyes twinkled in the glow A candle flickered on the table There were flowers in a vase The rain trickled on the gable The curtains swayed, a gentle pace A book lay open to an entry She was never meant to read She hid away inside the pantry To get to see what she might see Just what he had been revealing In the journal that he kept When she understood the meaning For days, she only wept Wishing she could go back Would she undo all she had done? Or would she stand there in the doorway With her nightgown left undone?
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Smart phones, Humans and Aliens.
WARNING. I will be tapping into one of your favorite creative tensions: The absurdity of humans worshipping their glowing rectangles as if they were tiny oracles. There’s something deliciously poetic about that contradiction, and it lends itself beautifully to an instructive proviso.
By Novel Allen5 days ago in Poets
Miss Persephone's Manual to a Seemingly Ordinary Life
Miss Persephone was found at the dining table, her blue eyes swollen, her tears arriving and retreating like the tides of the ocean. Earlier that day, her family had visited her in the retirement home where she had lived for eight years. It was her eightieth birthday.
By Imola Tóth7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (5)
I don't know. I'm running both hot & cold on this one. Were they too hard on her? Too soft? I just could not say. No, I simply could not say. Lol! Loved it, Kelli.
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OMG hahahhaha, lovely stuff Kelli!
Hahahahhahahaha that was awesomeeee! And I gotta agree with Heather!
Lol!! I love the funny ones :). Fantastic 3rd line!!