Satisfied with the catch,set up the campfire, a circle ofstones from a rocky riverside.The kid can gather the kindling,stack some sticks & maybe a bit…
Where Writing Shines
Satisfied with the catch,set up the campfire, a circle ofstones from a rocky riverside.The kid can gather the kindling,stack some sticks & maybe a bit…
Some say the universe will freeze to death in trillions of years.That’s more than I could count in my life, one second at a time.It’s…
Spring has sprung, yet,I feel no spring in my step.While jogging I feel so forlorn,for the dogwoods, lilacs, and tulips I mourn.Summer and winter are…
The wind and the rain and the hail were high, In the blackguard year of ’49. The crops had withered and kids had died The night we walked…
From the Outer Banks to Roanoke, before the train ran throughBefore the White Man came then disappeared without a clueManitou caressed the land where the…
by Edwina Pendarvis The loveliest always gets away,diamonds, glittering in her footprints,fall behind her like a wedding veil. The bluest beard of the slyest villainis…
The Morgantown Writers Group has done a lot to promote our anthology recently. We’ve attended four events during the months of November and December, which…