Lynda Coker
Bio
Grab a chair, turn a page, and read a while with me. I promise to tap lightly on my keyboard so we both can stay immersed in our world of words.
Stories (66/0)
Whispering Muse
Poetry is what in a poem makes you laugh, cry, prickle, be silent, makes your toe nails twinkle, makes you want to do this or that or nothing, makes you know that you are alone in the unknown world, that your bliss and suffering is forever shared and forever all your own. ~Dylan Thomas
By Lynda Coker3 years ago in Poets
Texas Heat — Chapter 3
Corey pulled his truck up the wide, tree-lined drive of Covington Manor, home of the wealthy owners of Covington Oil. Trees towered like watchful sentinels along the quarter-mile drive. Their branches, never still in the West Texas breeze, sprouted a million dancing leaves all flashing in the sunlight as if signaling his approach to the Lady of the Manor.
By Lynda Coker3 years ago in Fiction