Before we say anything else..... Listen to my heart beat..... Before you say another word slow down and listen to my heart beat.... The fact you are so close means I trust you. The fact that my heart is beating means, I am willing to share the precious gift of life with you Holding you … Continue reading “Heartbeat” A love poem by Raymond Roy #lovepoem #heartbeat
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1979: Protest folk music was dying down and Disco had reached its peak. “Begin the day with a friendly voice, a companion unobtrusive” blasted through the vibrating buzz alarm of the 1960s turquoise clock radio. (Time for school)“Spirit of Radio”by Progressive Rock band RushLyrics by PeartNeil Peart that is, aKa The Professor Photo Source Pinterest … Continue reading “Ladies and gentlemen, the Professor on drums” (A Tribute) #Fridayfictioneers
The airbrushed retirement cake read, “Happy Retirement Barry”.Barrie felt the misspelling was a Crisco laden representation of how irrelevant his position had become. Swing top trash cans overflowing with solo cups and paper plates, conveyed an end to the festivities. Back at his desk, it was laden with outdated office supplies. The office hummed with … Continue reading Time To Go- A short story By Raymond Roy #Friday Fictioneers
“I like your sign a voice called out”, I turned to see a lady walking her two dogs stopped on the sidewalk in front of my yard. “Thank you. Kinda stands out from all the others in town, doesn’t it? “ I replied.
Down the step and through the gate, My sanctuary, my escape, my garden awaits. Brushing against mint, a fragrant clean, sunlight on basil illuminates a warm wrinkled sheen. Earthy sage, for a cleansing smudge, bright tart strawberries best served with ice cream or dipped in hot fudge. If you are quiet you can hear, Pumpkin … Continue reading The Garden A poem By Raymond Roy
Photo Credit: Candy Staton Gammoh I will rise.... Distant sunrise, cool morning breeze, above the clouds, I rise with ease. Like Ironman flying, I rise above, Seeing those that have passed, my heart fills with love. Gone is the weight of daily drama, Which one is better, Trump, Biden or Obama? Photo Credit: Denise Fullner … Continue reading “I will rise (2020)”, a poem by Raymond Roy
I hope this post finds you well. During this time of mandatory isolation, I, like many others have time. Time well spent in my humble opinion is time taken to reflect on one’s self. via Standing Alone A poem By Raymond Roy. #Poetry
"The Rescue" The shock from the fox regeneration, (from Chapter 1)sent an intense spasm through Bella’s body. It started at the base of her neck, traveled down her spine and snapped her curly tail straight like the whip of a muleskinner. Traffic whirred by. A string of orange barrels dotted the rural state road, … Continue reading Chapter 2
The Elder Sitting quietly grinning, taking a well earned rest The Elder watches the little ones, putting their youth to the test. Not so long ago, she wore buckskin and tended pastoral sheep, Cared for her babies, singing them softly off to sleep, Off to war in a far off land protecting freedom, she never … Continue reading The Elder
It is twenty years since you became my wife. For two decades, we have shared our lives. In ‘99 our honeymoon began, in Booth Bay harbor, with the Ocean so grand. Meeting local artisans, into a leather shop we ventured, We asked to see a billfold, the shop owner was quite indentured. Knowing we were … Continue reading “The Wallet”