This is a typical conversation with my youngest son. These conversations are entertaining and governed by his own reasoning. He follows his own rules! “Where did your pants go?” I asked the small form now clad in a long sleeve shirt, socks and underwear. “It’s hot in here,” he responds as an explanation. “Oh,” I… Continue reading Logic
Author: Writing Sparkle
Under the Summer Sky
Time to Relax: Under the Summer Sky Time to relax photo challenge hosted by Amy at The World is a Book. By Shari Marshall - 2018
A Lesson in Swinging: Hold On
The swing glided back. The swing zoomed forward, but this time the swing went back without its rider! The rider continued to zoom forward out of the swing’s seat. The rider’s body was flat, flying through the air being led by the feet. Imagine the rider seeing the clouds above flying behind the top of… Continue reading A Lesson in Swinging: Hold On
If we were having coffee in July…
A sweet nutty scent drifts in the air. It takes a moment to lock onto the notes of mocha that travel with it. My choice of a mocha swirl coffee this morning was a good one. It’s full bold flavor dances over my taste buds and warms my insides, and as the caffeine begins to… Continue reading If we were having coffee in July…
Holes in Walls
Raising Boys: The Penis Chronicles presents "Holes in Walls" "Nobody look!" I didn’t actually see it happen, but my head snapped in his direction when he made the sound. I was aware of some kind of bizarre movement and there was a soft cracking noise. Directly proceeding this there was a crying-howl, like a hideous… Continue reading Holes in Walls
Dog Days of Summer
What is there to say? Photographs by Shari Marshall - 2018
Not to be recovered
Sometimes I wonder Why Behind eyelids I see you; like a young child you unknowingly walk away I cry because I miss you I hope innocence saved you from pain like I felt Remember I remember so much, but feel so little Learning to live estranged My hands grope in the darkness for a body… Continue reading Not to be recovered
Lacking Inspiration for a Creative Artist
The desk around me is littered with stationary debris. The isolation created by half-walls isn’t lost on me. I feel uninvited as I sit here, a squatter at someone else’s desk, casting about for inspiration. However, I find nothing under the dim lighting beyond the impression of stormy clouds nor can I find anything in… Continue reading Lacking Inspiration for a Creative Artist
Coffee & Inevitability
The hot liquid rolls through my mouth punctuating its presences with a sharp pungent taste that makes that first sip shocking. I’m not interesting in noticing any of the finer features in my mug today because I am feeling a little bitter this morning. One of my favourite coffee mugs has a rather long crack… Continue reading Coffee & Inevitability
Once Upon a Spider
Photo's by Shari Marshall - 2018
