Category Archive for: ‘Very Short Stories’

Through My Eyes

Life isn’t about someday or yesterday. It isn’t about what could have been or what may someday be. It’s about today, right now, this very moment. It’s about falling in love with the world around us every day. For me, it’s about the way I see the world through my eyes . . . As I watch this little guy …

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Sound of the Mourning Dove

I woke to the lonesome sound of the mourning dove Drawn to the sight of her, resting on the branch Cautiously watching the others all around her Yet she remained there, separate and alone Calling out for something . . . Tears burned my eyes, but did not fall Softly I whispered to her I know little bird I know …

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The Voices Within

The Voice of Hope . . . The voice of hope still believes in fairy tales and happily ever after. It is often quickly smothered by the voice of reason, and ridiculed by the voice of darkness and doubt. But somehow, no matter what happens in life, this voice continues to survive. Yeah, sometimes the light dims to barely a …

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The Darkest Hours

Now and then, I find the darkest hours before dawn to be the most difficult. It took me a few moments to realize what woke me up, a few moments before I heard the wind howling, gusting at more than 50 mile per hour, branches scraping the side of the building. It’s ironic that I love watching the power of …

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Ignoring the World

One voice, one girl Sitting all alone not caring who you are She’s ignoring the world and playing her guitar Don’t want to do anything but sing and play The stress and the drama it all goes away Not worried about makeup or nails instead she sings about her trials and tales One voice, one girl Singing with her guitar …

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