I am a life long story teller, writer of poetry, prose, song lyrics, and short stories. I have some published poetry from many years ago.
As a natural empath I use the feelings I’m experiencing from others as inspiration for my writing.
A letter from Mrs Claus
Santa is the king of children's fantasies... magical, jolly, kind, loving and adoring. He and the elves have talked about nothing for the past 3 weeks other than all of the goodies that he will be delivering to the children, and all of the goodies he will get in return from the children; cakes, cookies, milk and many, many other surprise goodies.
Proof that God is a man
Before reading. I do not intend to offend anyone by way of religion nor gender. This also, is not a Man bashing poem. This started out as an emotionally driven piece, and it oddly enough ended up, in my mind, humorous. Made me smile for the first time in a long time.
I vaguely recall waking that morning. My daughter had fallen asleep in the chair next to my bed , her head crooked to the side, still clutching the book that she was reading when she fell asleep. I tried to wake her to come lie down next to me, even with raising my voice, she didn't stir.
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Sam and Sarah happened to be on their yearly hike through the woods on that cold, damp, fall evening, when they noticed the unexpected light in the window.