Feb 20th, 2010
by Mary P Jones.
Praying for patience. Praying... Waiting... Stupid God! I want patience now!
Feb 5th, 2010
by Mary P Jones.
Stand in steel grey cold, bleak earth stretching endlessly. February sucks.
Jan 30th, 2010
by Mary P Jones.
All eyes (except mine) -- yes, even the cat's -- are closed on my lonely bliss.
Jan 23rd, 2010
by Mary P Jones.
"Mama, I can't sleep. Can you breathe me to sleep, please?" "Ok, close your eyes..." "Breathe in sleep, out cares. Breathe in soft starlight, out sun. Float on breath to dreams." "Each breath is a gift, a wave lapping slumber's shore, gently lulling you." Dark lashes lie still, small hands unfold like petals, and sleep [...]
Jan 15th, 2010
by Mary P Jones.
Should a haiku rhyme? Or is that a Seuss-like crime? Maybe this one time...
Dec 25th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
A box marked "fragile" holds shining memories wrapped in crumpled paper. She lights up like a firefly whenever you're around, George Bailey. Once a year. Each year. They emerge, sparkling, to be packed away. The delicate glass, like breath on a windowpane, glitters and is gone. This year, glass soldiers wait, tissue-wrapped with angels, in [...]
Dec 11th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
Crow on a dead branch cawing at the steel grey sky. Winter's nearly here.
Nov 20th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
I wound my first watch; Mickey Mouse hands driven by the soft click of gears. Approximations, a few minutes here or there, time was blurry, soft. Now countless pixels guide me with sharp precision, but I miss Mickey.
Nov 13th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
Dry leaves whispering, my breath hangs white in the air as I wave goodbye.
Oct 30th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
Their rough, jagged faces glare menacingly at me, teeth bared in fierce snarls. The sweet delights tempt, but I pause, hand trembling. Jack-o-lanterns watch!