By Dianne Moritz He says, “I can’t wait for tomorrow.” Spicy cologne splashes his craggy face. Warm steam sweats the cool glass, as she giggles and plays along. “Because I get better looking every day!” Watching him comb back thick, gray feathered hair, goosebumps prickle her thin arms. She steps close, kisses his damp, worn … Continue reading Glancing in the Mirror
A Mad Old Poet
By Ian Copestick I've just been upstairs to get changed I happened to look in the mirror As I was washing my hands. I think I'm finally looking like a poet. It's not the bald head with short Ginger stubble, or the pain filled Blue bloodshot eyes surrounded With wrinkles. It's the mad eyebrows. It's … Continue reading A Mad Old Poet
“Time Passes”
By Ian Copestick Next week, my niece, is 17 years old and starts having Driving lessons. She's already Got a car. It blows my mind. It seems like only a couple of Weeks ago that I was holding Her tiny hand as she started Taking her faltering, first steps As she learnt to walk … Continue reading “Time Passes”
Something That Would Make Your Mother Blush
J.J. Campbell burn the candle at both ends live your best life or something that resembles something that would make your mother blush never fear death or consequences and by the time your 40's roll around hopefully you are married have a good job and are comfortable for when you … Continue reading Something That Would Make Your Mother Blush