Pen touches paper
And from it words flow
Describing what they can
Explaining what they know
Words, thoughts and feelings
Nature's wondrous magnifique
Histories and fantasies
From the proud to the meek
Anyone can benefit from a simple, superb
Humble, unnoticed mark when
Pen touches paper
How can you have an ending
before the beginning?
I am just taking
a slice of pepperoni pizza
out of the microwave
when Arkn appears
“Ready for adventure?”
he asks.
I set the pizza down
“Will it still be
warm when I get back?”
I tease.
“I haven’t spent
all this time
teaching you
so you could eat
cold pizza,”
he replies in kind.
We step through
the invisible wall
into the memory room
made of the past
- will anyone read this?
- why did God make the sky blue?
- why do we have hair on the top of our heads?
- why is no one talking to me?
- why did someone pop up right when I said that?
- why do I write these random things?
- can anyone make any sense of them?
- how is that I have such good friends?
- why am I afraid to ask more people to "be my friend"?
- why is "Si" "yes" in Spanish? "Yes" has three letters not two.
Chapter Thirteen: The Traitor’s Daughter
"Him serve with mirth," Elspeth sang. Next to her, she heard her father's
Chapter One
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"Nadezda! Nadezda Deirdre Andriette Galrock! Come here please!" Mrs. Galrock called into the backyard. "And hurry!"
"I'm coming," called back the voice of her daughter, Nadezda.
Mrs. Galrock waited patiently as she saw her daughter appear out of the backyard." You need to clean your room for our guests tonight."
"Yes, Mom." Nadezda went inside and hurried upstairs to do her mother's bidding.
Chatper 1
The Bee's Again!
my heart is heavy
my soul is worn
my tears still flowing
my arms sore
my head is drooped
my legs are weak
quantity wins
I can hardly speak
I can't carry this load
I'm not seeing the signs
I can't walk this road
the do or don'ts, yes or no's, no bright lines
my cry is for an answer
my tears for a touch
my sighing for a Savior
my cowering for Your love
these feelings inside
too strong to ignore
are fighting to pull me around
I feel uninformed