Friday, August 14, 2009. Thanks to Paul for the reminder! Links to this post. Thursday, August 13, 2009. This one will stay here, a place I may come now and then to drop a thought, but will probably for the most part, remain unused except for rare occasions. Wednesday, June 17, 2009. Tell me what you think! Eye catchi.

Poetry is a dance in which every word is a movement. Where poets meet to challenge themselves and each other, to learn, to share, to have fun with the written word from the poetic soul. Well, the magnetic poetry is starting to come in.

A collection of my Short Stories. Wednesday, March 26, 2008. It was the prettiest day of the year so far, though it had been officially Spring for almost two weeks. A late snowstorm and blustery winds had kept everyone inside for the past month, which for two small children trapped in a tiny apartment seemed like imprisonment, and to their mother, trapped in there with them, seemed like living Hell.