welcome to my world of written word.
by c.h.ha
the child’s pov…an exercise
January 31st, 2006 by Christine
Right. Left. Right. Madison sits in the second row, her feet taking turns kicking the empty chair in front of her. She concentrates solely on the precise beat of each black patent-leathered toe striking the hard seat bottom. She concentrates hard if only to ignore the red-eyed people dressed in black around her.
“Stop it! Behave!” [...]
4 cemetery haikus
January 28th, 2006 by Christine
The sun shines brightly.
A cool breeze swims through the air
Over the stone graves.
There’s peace all around.
It penetrates all the souls
Wandering about.
Flowers are speckled
Throughout the rolling green fields.
They sway in the wind.
Place of peace and calm.
They lay under shades of oak
Timeless and breathless.
traveling anxiety
January 27th, 2006 by Christine
As my flight takes off this afternoon, I will gaze upon the flat lands of Houston and feel the warped sadness that tends to occur every time I embark on an excursion. Is it the guilt of an escape from “responsibility?” Is it the insecurity of leaving my comrades? Is it longing for the irreplaceable [...]
the watch…an exercise
January 26th, 2006 by Christine
Most people, upon marveling a minute or two over its quality craftsmanship, would say it is still just a watch. However, it is an undeniably spectacular one.
Eighteen-carat yellow gold links line the center of the wristband, flanked on each side with thicker stainless steel links. A screw-down winding crown is attached at an exact [...]
plot…an exercise
January 25th, 2006 by Christine
They lay in darkness with the red glow of the digital clock as the only light source. 12:33.
‘The witching hour,’ thought Jack to himself. The numbers dimmed slightly. Soon the batteries would die, and he would have to replace them. He was scared to go out there, but he did not admit this to [...]