To my friend with the gentle heartMay we grow together and never apart May life bring you much happiness and true loveAnd grant you peace and good health undreamed of Be as you are and that means be freeNever change for no one, not even for me Live life as an unplanned kissNever go aContinue reading “Poetry: Fly Free, My Friend”
Author Archives: Pamela Mullins
Writer, Reader, Photographer, Artist
Book Review: Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier
Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier Prepare to feel discomfort and all manner of emotions reading this book, and it is for that reason I urge you to read it unaware of any of its many stunning attributes—stop reading this now and go read it then come back; to do anything but would do the storyContinue reading “Book Review: Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier”
Poetry: A Quiet Retreat
A silent and peaceful strollAscending a soft and grassy knollTowards a large modern country homeStanding determinedly all alone A refreshingly cool summer breezeFeeling comfortable and so full of easeA garden filled with flowersA low setting sun in the deep afternoon hours Surrounded by large magnificent treesA hammock secluded from too many eyes that seesA freshContinue reading “Poetry: A Quiet Retreat”
Poetry: A Letter…Maybe
What has life given to me?A severe case of curiosityWhat must I do to fill this need?I must write and take pictures of every weedCan I sustain this creative flow?I know I must in order to growWhat if I continue to SUCK and never get better?Then I’ll go back to the beginning and start withContinue reading “Poetry: A Letter…Maybe”
Recalibrate – Chapter Eight – Time After Time
Chapter Eight – Time After Time Jay started bleeding when she was eleven. She panicked as children ought do when they start bleeding from orifices. “It’s your period. It happens,” mom said, then gave her pads to stick in her panties. Information beyond that meager: “Don’t flush them down the toilet and don’t waste themContinue reading “Recalibrate – Chapter Eight – Time After Time”
Poetry: Fate
To each mine eyesThe sensation liesAs time draws nearLoathe to appear For want does theeAmongst the freeAnd fate does showFor which to know What may be shownFor fear aloneEach we braveThe love to crave For what is notIs but an afterthoughtAnd for want of fewOne must never undo. By Pamela MullinsCopyright © 2003 Pamela Mullins.Continue reading “Poetry: Fate”
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