Whether it is a cold or my sinuses, my body has been sending very direct messages. You are sick. You need to rest. Why aren't you resting? Sleep, you need sleep. Oh and by the way, until you give me what I want food will lose all favor. And it did. Well mostly, I … Continue reading April Page 5
ancestors
Preview: Blood Child Chapter 2
Chapter 2 Em and her brothers were born and grew up at the New York Bathory estate. Their births all took place in the house itself, attended by a midwife and a physician in a room built specially for the receiving of Bath heirs. Their father, Count Atalik Hedrick Bath, insisted on having access to … Continue reading Preview: Blood Child Chapter 2
The fall wind blows through the trees no matter where I am to remind me that today is Halloween, today is a day to remember the dead. The beloved dead, our ancestors and friends who have walked before us into the unknown. For Catholics, soon will come the celebration for the faithful departed. Many will … Continue reading
The Wrong Road
There were not two roads in a yellow wood, but a highway that stretched for ages beyond the horizon with exits and options for adventures and misadventures on and on it went risking and losing more than gained hoping to find just the right one the road looped back again home again Wrong Road, Right Road … Continue reading The Wrong Road
Folk
I come from mountain Folks Hillbilly trash you might say Who bore winters colder than your stare Built lives on mountain sides In cracks and crevices worked the land Bringing life from stone Whose bodies may have broken But their spirits never died So they got up again And again Three times grandma’s back broke … Continue reading Folk
Flying Free
They thought your trips and stumbles were the sign, the end was near, and whispered as you walked that the angel of Death had given you a fright. No one saw how the angels held your arm and let you stand, Walking straight and true with dignity and grace. Or how they whisper that everyone … Continue reading Flying Free
Blood Child – A Preview
Dear Readers, Below is a preview of my novella, Blood Child, which I am working on finishing by the end of this month. The story began with the first line and the image of a woman stalking away from an open door. Enjoy and let me know what you think, please and thank you. Love, Lu "I am … Continue reading Blood Child – A Preview
Raising My Glass Once Again…
Tonight, I honored my ancestors not with the usual feast or glass of wine, but by working. I honored them by moving forward with my life and honoring the life of one who just passed thru the veil. A friend and fellow teacher lost her only daughter last weekend as Hurricane Sandy splashed Florida with … Continue reading Raising My Glass Once Again…
Shoes
Piles of soles some with laces other just slipped off pushed off to the side cast away waiting for their vessels who shuffled away long ago Piles of souls left wondering why
The Tree of Liberty
Thomas Jefferson, the third president of United States of America, is quoted as saying that "The Tree of Liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants." Independence day marks the anniversary of our country beginning its fight for independence. The tree has been water time and time again … Continue reading The Tree of Liberty
Lucinda Rose 