Browsing Category: Short Story

               “I didn’t try for it to write that way,” he confessed in open tell, “but that’s where and way it went.”                She smiled, unminding and with a lightness of laugh dismissive of any worry.                “Sometimes it happens like that,” she answered.  Sound of further lightness and giggles’ carry followed from her words. […]

               “…we must learn to acknowledge that the creation is full of mystery; we will never entirely understand it.  We must abandon arrogance and stand in awe.  We must recover the sense of the majesty of creation, and the ability to be worshipful in its presence.  For I do not doubt that it is only […]

               “Anytime one crosses a given stretch of country with some frequency, no matter how wanderingly one begins, the tendency is always toward habit.  By the third or fourth trip, without realizing it, one is following a fixed path, going the way one went before.  After that, one may still wander, but only by deliberation, […]

               Silver cast upon the lawn, April morning frost of night and brevity-cold that would erase in rise and warmth of sun; but, in the moment, it was there.                She gazed upon it in the gloam of sky—reds, rose, and magenta hues glow-alchemized to gold—cool of the night sensed into room and touching through […]

               Rain came down.  They stayed indoors in shelter from sodden sky.  Cracked window, cool entered and slow-filled the room as they listened to the sound of rain on cement patter and quieter to lawn.                 Scent of coffee filled the room as last of pot was brewed.  Tendril of vine fell beside, dark of […]

               Midday sky of rain and gray deepened colors of the spring.  Green of the lawn richened.  Fuschia-bright of redbud’s bloom paling in past its peak shaded darker in red-violet.  New leaves in break brightened in the contrast, as much yellow as green in color’s blend.  Even the white of pure-petal blossoms toned in lavender-cast. […]

               Returned, he smiled of trinity and eternal sign written in sky blue, light of the sun and scents of spring in carry through window’s open; she making settle in kitchen arrange—both knowing they were home.                He loved the way of her hair in wear, natural of her face—unmade and beautiful in naturalness, light, […]

               Yellow-gray shone in haze and signed encroach of next-wave storm in western sky.  Through clarity of window view, they smiled on haze-glow portending of to come when—like rain in sudden strike and sweep heavy from the sky—they too would become into passion of a storm: awe and overwhelming in sudden, spirited expression—released—in strong-collide of […]