A funny thing: time measures the minutes and hours, letting us know when it is time to rise or retire. It awakens the flowers of spring, tells the butterflies when to flit upon a summer’s wind, and heralds the colors of autumn before the winter winds breathe its icy breath, eliminating anything in its path….
Fists and Gingerbread
I in no way own the above image, it was found on the internet. All rights belong to the owner. There is a certain bakery in a certain town, much like every bakery in every town across the world. The air swelled with the smells of sugar caramelizing and the zests of oranges, lemons, and blueberries…
The Cranberry Inn – A Ghost Story
“Death is a curious fascination. When the soul abandons the body, shedding its mortal coil, where does its essence flee to? Does it dissipate, becoming more than metaphorical atoms in the atmosphere? By all accounts, a soul should leave its physical shell and rest in the heavens. It awaits to hear the words we all…
The Ramblings of a Sleepless Night
Tonight, I thought. I took one of those momentary pauses in life that gave way to an introspective reflection. A myriad of memories and feelings flooded over my conscious mind with such rapidity that I was unable to dwell on them. Any seemingly plausible meanings to these thoughts left me feeling unsettled. Childhood memories seemed…
Pages from a Journal
Journal Entry 180 I’m quiet as the pain in my mind rages on. Thoughts of an untrue world crash upon my unformed memories like the ocean hits the shore. I saw them today. As if I did not exist, they walked past me. I was merely a spectator of my own life. A life that…
The River
There isn’t a question that the heart, sometimes with rapidity, is stricken so deeply that words are not adequate in explaining what causes a sudden burst of emotional torment. Rendering it nearly impossible to express the depth of anguish in any other form of self-expression other than through tears. Abigail thought about this as she…
An Old Man’s Hope
He knelt on the ground, sitting completely on his heels. His somewhat worn, old overalls were covered in the brown dust of the earth. The stillness of the day and the warmth radiating from the soil seemed to delight and annoy him simultaneously. An ant crawling on the dusty terrain of the old man’s farm…
The $200.00 Offer
I in no way own the above image it was found on the internet – all rights belong to the owner It squished, it slid, and it sat just staring at her in an almost mocking tone. How could this mess of color become anything beautiful? “Now, class, you are going to learn to mix…
Death’s Call- The Sad one
Death’s Call- The Sad one When my heart rests ever still Before death’s silent calls, Before my soul flutters amongst the daffodils, Holding on to the remembrances of all’s: When I feel the crisp night air in its glory, A chill brushes o’er my face, bringing its memories dancing a splendid dance, Longing to take…
Blackened Sight- a Hiku – “The Cute One”
I in now way own the above image all rights belong to the owner. It was found on the Internet. Blackened Sight I look in your eyes They roam with me through darkness Leading me to peace. Until next time when we return to more storytelling, I remain respectfully, Cheyenne E. Mitchell
Cheyenne E. Mitchell 