Emma stood in front of her bathroom mirror every night, after the house was quiet and the only sounds were the soft hum of the refrigerator and the distant muffle of traffic. Her reflection caught her eye, and she was both anticipating and hoping for a change. Her appearance was not her vanity or some … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Static in the Mirror
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Poem:Love Is in the Air
Love is in the air, so light,Drifting softly, out of sight.In whispered winds and skies so blue,It paints the world in gentler hue. It swirls in laughs, in passing glances,In quiet dreams and bold romances.It clings to dawn, in golden rays,And lingers through the dusky haze. It’s in the bloom of late September,In songs the … Continue reading Poem:Love Is in the Air
Flash Fiction: The Church That Moves
The rain fell in sheets as Daniel stumbled through the forest, cold, soaked, and miles off course. What was meant to be a quick weekend hike had become a disaster. His phone had died hours ago, and the trail markers had long since vanished behind thick undergrowth and rising mist. He was alone. Or so … Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Church That Moves
Flash Fiction: The Candleman
The town of Marrow Creek lay nestled between the slow bend of a river and the dark arms of a pine forest. It was the kind of place where time forgot to move. Children still played in the dirt, old men smoked on wooden porches, and stories—whispers in the wind—still mattered. And in Marrow Creek, … Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Candleman
Poem: Whispers of Gentle
In the quiet hush of morning light,Where soft winds dance, not wild, but slight,There lies a strength, serene and true—The gentle heart that sees it through. No need for thunder, roar, or fight,A tender touch can set things right.Like petals falling, soft and slow,Gentleness helps the world to grow. It’s in the smile, a calming … Continue reading Poem: Whispers of Gentle
Poem: The Light of Mind
Intelligence, a flame that burns,A spark within that twists and turns,Not just in books or facts we keep,But in the questions that run deep. It’s curiosity’s gentle chase,The hunger for a broader space,To understand, to seek, to find—A restless, ever-searching mind. It’s logic’s dance and insight’s glow,The seeds of knowledge that we sow,Not pride or … Continue reading Poem: The Light of Mind
Poem: The Gift That Grows
A heart that gives, like rivers flow,Unseen, but felt in warmest glow.Not for reward or grand applause,But simply kindness without pause. A hand that shares without a bind,Leaves no one lonely, none behind.A smile, a coin, a listening ear—Small gifts that chase away the fear. Generosity’s quiet art,A language spoken from the heart.It multiplies when … Continue reading Poem: The Gift That Grows
Poem: Faithful
Through tempests wild and skies grown grey,I walk the path, I will not stray.Though whispers call from off the road,I bear with love my silent load. When eyes grow dim with passing years,And laughter's drowned in daily tears,Still in my soul a vow does burn—A quiet promise, firm and stern. No bloom tempts more than … Continue reading Poem: Faithful
Poem: Discernment
In stillness dwells the wiser mind,Not swayed by every gust or kindOf flattery or fearsome call—It waits, it watches, weighs it all. While noise and glitter crowd the gate,Discernment sits and learns to wait.Not every key unlocks the door,Not every tide leads to the shore. It does not chase the loudest voice,But listens deep, and … Continue reading Poem: Discernment
Poem: Never Stop Believing
When the night is thick with silence,And your dreams seem far away,When the road ahead feels endless,And you're lost in disarray— Lift your eyes beyond the shadows,To the stars that still remain,For even in the deepest sorrow,Hope is stronger than the pain. A flame can start from just a whisper,A mountain climbed with one small … Continue reading Poem: Never Stop Believing