Shadows Black is white and white is black in the me you will never know. Words are mysteries you define. Years mask mistakes like mounds of snow. Up is down and down is up again in my clever game of charades. And with you I can forget ...

What is sin? That is the question needed answered today. As I sit hear at my computer desk, I type in the word sin. I look up synonyms for it and words such as peccadillo, offense, failing, indulgence, and wrongdoings come up. It makes one wonder what is the actual definition of such a word. Is...

Victor Cannig's "The smuggler" is a fictional story of two well respected men on Small Island. Tasso and The Great Man are very similar expect for there physical appearance and mood. Tasso and The Great Man are both very clever and witty. They spoke their words with ease and smoot...

Only Love In the bleakness of this grief, longer, darker than any night, exhausted by this endless fight and frozen, able only to weep with the inexorable tide of disablement, of anger, pain and fear. Turn now, and look behind for what has been there all the time. Only love can pu...

To Someone Special: I sit thinking of you, as I pen these words. Hoping that I say the right things, at the right times. Don't want I come on too strong, or rush you. Let's take our time, to perfect this ............ ...........Our RELATIONSHIP. Not a day goes by without the u...

Last of the Mohicans 1st person Native American view of the colonists Here I am with my family and tribe in the middle of a great war. The colonists seem so promising and they tell us all so much, but i don't know what to believe. My children are so frightene...

The wedding date is set, the values are made, and the rings are picked out, for celebration that will bring two people together for life. It is a step that two people make and could bring years of happiness or years of sadness. "Till death do you part" are the last words that are sa...

You used to be my best friend, Homie to the end. To think we were like sisters at times. You knew me better than I knew myself, *censored*!! that's funny . One day I woke up to find our friendship was at an end. Was it by choice or was it a voice. Voice of outside people? Or that of a inner you. Wha...

Thank God for the spring flowers, she said, and thank God for the garden that was behind her house, filled with beautiful, colors only the beginning of the season, but still in ravishing bloom. Thank God she was here, she said, admiring the magnificent view, the garden, and thanks for the...