Forever Love The day was sunny and without clouds as I arrived at her new residence. The setting was beautiful, quiet, and serene with the deep green grass, sugar maples and oaks offering canopies of shade against the ultraviolet brightness. I sat on the ground next to her as if we were on a picnic […]
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Sinful Desperation
Sinful Desperation –Flash Fiction by Billy Ray Chitwood- “Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.” He stared at the ceiling as he reclined on the big bed, his naked body stretched straight, seeking relief from his back pain. “It’s been years, my son, since your last confession. I hear desperation in your voice. Is the […]
Acceptance
“… taken from disturbed darkness…”
The Sea and Me
The Sea and Me Some people are born to fret and worry… Yes, even here in this magnificent resort on the Sea of Cortez in Mexico. So, what’s the rub? The scene above was there each morning when I awakened – the cobalt waters, the pale blue skies, the palm trees, the villas below our […]
No Longer Relevant
No Longer Relevant Like lonely grains of sand transported by harsh winds and randomly rearranged into symmetrical peaks and valleys, so Time transports the hours, days, months, and years of Man into the peaks and valleys of Memory, there to dwell in Irrelevance of purpose, waiting for his ultimate destiny, […]
So, Tis An Author You Wish To Be
So, Tis An Author You Wish To Be So, Tis An Author You Wish To Be! So, tis an author You wish to be! And, why, I ask, Do you come to me? Because, I write so Much, you say, So many pretty lines Throughout the day. True, it is my passion; It must be […]
A Piece of Memory
A Piece of Memory The flashlight fell from my feeble fingers into the fast- moving current of Campers Creek. In the moonless darkness, my body trembled with the awful cold and uncertainty of the moment. Uncertainty? How did I know this was Campers Creek? I was here with my club-footed cousin so many years ago…why […]
The Phantom Lady
The Phantom Lady Unnoticed, the lady came quietly into the store and stood in front of the counter. She had about her an ethereal quality, dressed in a soft burgundy and gold outfit. Her face professed a youthful beauty, yet, mystical and serene with a quiet mysterious attraction. […]
Sleeping with Dragons
‘Follies of Youth!’
Sunrise Sonata
Sunrise Sonata The man’s countenance projected a sorrowful and faraway expression as his body found some measure of comfort against the boulder just below the rise of the hill. The spot was his place of meditation. He came during darkness after the awful TV news of a mob’s protest turned violent killing innocents and […]
The Final Curtain 