Remembering my mom. The sadness remains.

Old FF version of Brisingr, brought to you by iWriter88. Extinct now, enjoy!

Aftermath.

Chapter 4.

There is something wonderfully calming about a large tree.

This is just the imagery that came to mind when I watched the Shock-In-Awe attack on tv, a few years back. I don’t want to get into a war or politics discussion with anyone. I was just giving a poetic description of it.

Free verse poem.

About the loneliness following a break up.

Written after a bad break up with my boyfriend at the time. Sometimes you can’t vent to someone about these type of feelings.

Breakups are far from easy and you find yourself going through many phases.