Why did the mountain lion …?By Illene Pevec Carbondale Why did the Mountain Lion climb up on our roof ?Did it want a better view of Sopris from up high?Or was it seeking solace?Solace from what?Our presence in its territory? Or was it just curious about us?Did it want to listen to us breathing below in […]
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Rivers By Kitty Riley Silver ribbons tie the land togetherRushing, roaming, wandering,Always traveling To another placePassing fields and animals,People and mountainsCarrying life and sustenanceAlong the waySometimes raging, Sometimes trickling,Sometimes harming,Sometimes curingBut always traveling To another placeThese silver ribbonsThat tie the land together Scene Eight By Don Marlin I didn’t miss the cat as much as Mary did. Old […]
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Scene Seven By Don Marlin Richard and Sally didn’t return the phone call for over an hour. It was probably a good time to have more coffee, lunch, sugar and a circling of each respective wagon train in the two states. I continued to ponder the problem of why this one-way portal was present, and […]
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Happy Fourth of July! By David P. Carroll It’s Independence DayAnd we’ll all sing and dance Today, and we’ll remember our Loved ones who fought for … Our freedom That came withA heavy priceWar is not pretty Nor is it nice So let’s take a minute To remember our Brave men and women Who sadly passed away Fighting for our freedom The fireworks […]
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As We Age By Linda HelmichMarch 16, 2024 Hours and days were slow to passWhen I was just a young sweet lassBut now the months go swiftly byAnd even years do seem to flyTime it seems is quite like plastic,Firm at times, but then elasticWaiting makes it seem too longShortening when my timing’s wrong,Dear me, […]
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Scene Five By Don Marlin Sally had taken off to class when the phone rang at their house. Richard was off today as music usually was taught in the county on Monday, Wednesday and Friday leaving Tuesday and Thursday for preparing test questions, music theory lectures, and the occasional spot tests on French horn scales. […]
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Scene four By Don Marlin The cobalt blue glow over the 25-watt yellow light was still there. Mary grabbed my right arm, and I almost came unglued again from the bike wreck pain but wanted her to hold me at the same time. The slow approach to George II felt to me like M. Night […]
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Scene threeBy Don Marlin The temperature of the ice cold well water on my face didn’t offset the pain in my right side, but it did clear away the light sleep and shock in my facial features. Mary’s facial angst didn’t change. After we ran lockstep out of the room to catch our breath and […]
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Scene twoBy Don Marlin Richard and Sally had the ideal setting for raising a family and growing their careers outside of Somers, Connecticut. Sally taught English at a local middle school five minutes from the house with only eighteen kids in each of the four grades of classes. Richard was content with a commute of […]
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Scene OneBy Don Marlin My body ached along my right side and kept bleeding through the bandages. My right shin and knee had six-inch gashes that bore markings like a bear paw being slowly drawn down along my flesh. My right thigh was almost twice as big as my left, turning blue, and bore the […]