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“Atmospheric; Short story”


Three months ago Jill and I decided to take a break with a tropical island weekend getaway. On our last evening, I dressed adorned in my best island attire with a collared asher blue shirt, with dark blue buttons, a pair of tan Bermuda shorts, and brown leather open-toed sandals. Jill was dressed in a multi-colored floral sundress with white sandals and a white orchid … Continue reading “Atmospheric; Short story”

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“Centenarian love, passion, marriage, and dancing.”


The annual sweetheart’s dance has become a coveted gala event for the 190 residents at the “Living Years Village.” And again for the third year in a row Edgar and Elizabeth Harden gingerly, soft-shoed around the dance floor strutting to the harmonizing tunes of their 1940’s big band favorites. The residents seated at their dinner tables surrounding the dance floor watching in amazement while taping … Continue reading “Centenarian love, passion, marriage, and dancing.”

“Faintly simmering and being beckoned.”


I stood in the doorway of the kitchen watching my mother cooking and preparing the Thanksgiving dinner as I drooled with excitement wanting to sneak a lick of the bowls she recently mixed the german chocolate cake and its accompanying frosting. Although the aromas of faintly simmering pots filled with potatoes, assorted greens, and the infamous gravy sit on the stove. The crown jewel smell … Continue reading “Faintly simmering and being beckoned.”

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“Mirrored Gratitude.”


With their annual Halloween party two days away, Erica stood in the mirror admiring her Cleopatra costume. She adjusted the black wig with a gold beaded headpiece while marveling at the matching earrings and choker necklace. She began studying the costumes sleeveless top with brightly colored gold pyramid sequined edgings, and she moved closer towards the mirror she noticed that with no bra on she … Continue reading “Mirrored Gratitude.”

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“Enlighten.”


Enlightening moments in time brings life into focus. (M. J. Leake) After thirty-nine years of marriage, three adult children, one hysterectomy, and a husband I share a love with that make me giddy as a school girl when we have a date night. I’m have become aware that I cannot control what I cannot hold or touch. I’m unable to influence or persuade my adult child, … Continue reading “Enlighten.”

“A tentative short story.”


Recreating a time from the past can be an adventure. Malcolm & Ethel Marshall, lived thirty-three wonderful years in a beautifully appointed retirement transitional housing community. They both retired at the ages of 67 and 65, and they are parents of three adult children, grandchildren and a couple of great-grandchildren. They were veterans of the US Army during World War 2, and they traveled the … Continue reading “A tentative short story.”

“Rhyme or Reason?”


Children who become teenagers and eventually adults are a wonderment of untold measurement. (M.J.Leake) As the days, months, years, and decades pass, with mothers day, fathers day, birthdays, and holidays gatherings the opportunity for love to be expressed is important. However, do not wait until the opportunity to say “I love you,” Make it happen during a face time call, a text message, voice mail message, … Continue reading “Rhyme or Reason?”

“Humorous moxie.”


  Our eldest son Geoferry organized and paid for a private dining room in the exclusive up scale restaurant “Alain Ducasse,” inside the Dorchester hotel in downtown London to celebrate our wedding anniversary. Initially, I was against the event believing Geoffery should save his money, as I would be content with dinner at home with our Geoffery and ten or so family members hoping everyone … Continue reading “Humorous moxie.”

“Patches covering magical molds of clay.”


You are a magical mold of clay, forever developing to become what you want to be. Overcoming your fears allowing dreams to discover what is over the next hill or around the corner expanding the imagination of many thoughts and ideas shaping your magical clay mold. Reflecting upon your past, who you are, where you are going, molds your magical mold of clay for a … Continue reading “Patches covering magical molds of clay.”

“Serendipity.”


It was a sunny Sunday morning as I waited in traffic for the light to change when the sounds of tires screeching interrupted my music. I instinctively peered into my rearview mirror to see a female on a bicycle dancing to music playing on her headphones unaware of the threatening sounds of injury as the skidding auto approached her bike. I scream aloud, “Watch out,” hoping … Continue reading “Serendipity.”

“Tenderly.”


Love was my first impression and seeing you was a tender moment I will cherish forever. Our young hearts were tenderly innocent, but our passion filled the warmth of a thousand stars. Voicing our thoughts and memories to one another sprinkled with tender moments of love. Excited revelations appeared in my dreams of our future living happily ever after. WordPress daily word prompt Continue reading “Tenderly.”

“Crisp proud parents.”


Julius and Doretha Jefferson drove seven hours from Pittsburgh PA to West Point NY, to attend parents day at the US Army’s Military Academy. After a night in the local hotel, they awoke early for breakfast and took the short drive to the campus. They walk into the stadium, to climb the stairs into the stands with several hundred parents to witness their children enter … Continue reading “Crisp proud parents.”

“Distances and Images.”


A tragedy brought us together, but serendipitous events spawned our meeting. My heart beats slowed in response to your beauty my eyes witnessed My voice stuttered as I introduce myself, yet I cannot remember anything else I said. But, I will forever remember your voice saying yes to meet for coffee after our work. We stole two hours of our sleep sharing a cup of … Continue reading “Distances and Images.”

“A detonated heart mourns and grieves with tears of, sorrow, and despair for a lost love.”


Over the centuries the village of Paliseul Belgium survived the horrors of the thirty-year war, several bouts with the ravages of the plague, and cholera. By the early 1800’s the village population of men dwindled from 67 to 8, and five of whom were in their late 40’s. Out of necessity, the eight village elders banded together with an idea to arranged marriages for their … Continue reading “A detonated heart mourns and grieves with tears of, sorrow, and despair for a lost love.”

“I have no qualms on a precipice.”


After two months of preparations, working out at a gym and buying $987.94 worth of backpacking gear. We are on the John Muir trail in Northern California and have been hiking for two days. But, for the past two hours, we have sat on a precipice overlooking a valley into the Sierra Nevadas at just over 8000 feet. We were enjoying the unnerving silence of … Continue reading “I have no qualms on a precipice.”

“A chateau’s final party and goodbye.”


After fourteen months of treatments for my illness, the doctor advised me that my fate was final and hospice would be my last destination. For several days I was filled with dreaded fear and depressed from the doom and gloom news, but decided not allow bad news to stop me from seeing Paris one last time. So with my health aid nurse in tow, we … Continue reading “A chateau’s final party and goodbye.”

“Apprentice.”


When I was newly assigned, my heart was filled with pride and honor, but, quickly I recognized it was I who was the apprentice and intern who learned to appreciated the honor it was to represent, you all. I have reflected upon my times here in the field with a company of men and women whom I have shared traumatic emotional moments of tragedy and … Continue reading “Apprentice.”

“The 50th Wedding Anniversary.”


Hello, my name is Johnathan and tonight we have gathered to celebrate the 50th wedding anniversary of my parents. My parents have a foundation of friendship and a passionate love for one another for which their lives together as husband and wife has evolved through many of life’s tragedies and celebrations. Before they were married, their love was tested by my grandfather who assumed my … Continue reading “The 50th Wedding Anniversary.”

“My little girl’s backyard fun.”


On a rainy Saturday, I was seated in the library reading Jane Eyre enjoying my afternoon tea, and biscuits when thunder, roared over the house with a streak of lightning flashing across the sky. I stood, approached the window to peer out onto my prize winning Sheffield England topiary garden. My sight paralyzed me with the fear every parent who is more protective of their … Continue reading “My little girl’s backyard fun.”

“Journey Unravel.”


Usually, a journey takes someone from one location to another, so what is a personal journey? Within the mind, a personal journey begins with imagination, a dream or idea, driven by desires, fueled by a passion for achieving a goal. It takes fortitude and perseverance to remain focused on a journey in the face of distractions, enticements, and temptations. Although some journeys are shared with … Continue reading “Journey Unravel.”

“Ordinary Parent.”


Katherine Humphrey’s is a mother of two, a three-month-old son and Shelby her 4-year-old daughter. After placing both in their bedrooms for afternoon naps, she settled in at her kitchen table to sip on a cup of herbal tea. She suddenly overheard Shelby coaxing “Wilbur” their 6-year-old most docile cat to take a baby bottle. Wilbur has been Shelby’s constant companion and generally sleeps in … Continue reading “Ordinary Parent.”

“A Journey’s expectation.”


Several hours ago we were seated at our dining room table Loretta, and I sat next to one another holding hands, sharing kisses as our excitement mounted about our retirement journey. Three weeks after a gala retirement party held in our honor along with several post-retirement events hosted by family and friends our flight is scheduled for tomorrow morning. Our bags are labeled and have … Continue reading “A Journey’s expectation.”

Ruminating and Swarm


It was a chilly spring evening as Floyd, and Pegg Harkins’ sat rocking in their chairs watching the sun set behind the dark green mountains of the Beaverden, West Virgina. You know Pegg, I’ve been ruminating about our graduation celebration when it was held in the afternoon outside behind the school house. Do you remember when some of Mr. Dickle’s bees from his farm next … Continue reading Ruminating and Swarm