For the last week or so, my fellow teaching diva, Lisa, as been bugging me to go out with a friend of her's; a nice young man just looking to go out and have some fun. On the surface, it is what I am looking for, but I am not ready.. not ready to open …
Tag: freedom
Taking a Bite Out of History
Review of Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter by Seth Grahame-Smith Sure, they know the old Honest Abe myth, however, this new incarnation of the Lincoln myth let's them see deeper into the real man. Knowing more about and getting to know the real man, one gains a better appreciation for his achievements, both personal and political; …
Desire
Desire opens doors that logic locks And feeds on needs unmet Risking the sacred for moments of sweet sweaty satisfaction
Dear Cancer
Dear Cancer, Tonight I found out that you are killing another friend of mine; draining his life away before the eyes of his loved ones. His spirit is tired and just wants to rest; sleep however, offers little relief. Life keeps moving on at a normal pace, but now thanks to you it exhausts him …
Dusk and Summer – A Review
It has been a long time since a book has held me captive, curled and cuddled beneath my covers until its pages were through with my mind. Dusk and Summer by Joesph A. Pinto kept me prisoner this afternoon while I hungrily devoured every last sentence down to the final period. The novella published by …
The Blank Brain…..
After an afternoon of shopping with Momma, I sat down to finish the post I started on and there was no love in it. So here I am with a blank brain. Well, not completely, it is thinking about the gigantic mess in my spare room. It is too horrific for me to post a …
Emma, Emma, Emma, What Have You Done?
A Review of Jane Austen's Emma Another novel of love, manners and courtship, but this time the protagonist has options; two to be exact. She can either find a husband or become a spinster. The early pages of the novel lead us to believe that Emma has chosen the later option because she does not …
Sounds
A Raven's Call at Midnight's hour . . . . .A dragon's roar in deepest night . . . . .A wolf's howl at full moon A child's awe at the twinkling of Stars of bright . . . . .Somethings seem so contrary . . . . .Let all are one in Nature's eyes …
Where do we go from here?
So I took the plunge and started my life over again. Now what? What is it that I am trying to do that I couldn't do before and with a partner? My new house is coming together. There are curtains hanging in the bedroom and dinning room. I even have a table cloth and place …
Cassandra’s Lament.
It is the knowing that hurts, cuts, and slices to the soul. It is my gift, my curse. This knowing before, a word or thought, is formed and delivered. It is the knowing the hurts, cuts, and slices to the soul.
Lucinda Rose 