Covered Bridge

by Rebecca Besser

A Line at a Time (#alaat) #15

Look at the picture below and send me the first line you think of!(Check out the Submissions page for more details!) Submissions close March 26, 2010 at 5pm and lines sent in will appear in April's issue!

With time comes life

She is Beautiful

by Michelle Dennis Evans Signs of beauty ringing loudly Hair, make-up, hand bag and shoes Signs of beauty as she breathes A thought, a concept, an attitude Signs of beauty illuminates Every step she takes, she smiles Signs of beauty rule her life Sounding loudly in her eyes Signs of beauty through all she does Hands and feet, worked and worn Signs of beauty in her heart Emanate radiance since she was born Signs of beauty bare and barren Yearning, disheartened, abandoned Signs of beauty in her soul Rich, prosperous, passionate friend

A Line at a Time (#alaat) #14 - the results!

It's the magic that's waiting, the mystery, the hope. . . the chance The key is my wish to unlock myself Unlock and discover what's inside Take me there....where there is no danger or fear Peel back the layers; reveal the key But locked away safely disguided

THE CONTRIBUTORS: It's the magic that's waiting, the mystery, the hope. . . the chance - Jim Wisneski (www.twitter.com/wisneski) The key is my wish to unlock myself - Cari Main (ccmain@shaw.ca) Unlock and discover what's inside - Rebecca Besser (becca@rebeccabesser.com ) Take me there....where there is no danger or fear - Cynthia Schuerr (www.theheartofwriting.blogspot.com) Peel back the layers; reveal the key - Cindy Antene (cindy4books@ameritech.net) But locked away safely disguided - Michelle Dennis Evans (www.michelleevans.blogspot.com)

What Wants All

by BD Hudison What wants all is what isn't known. Let the touch take you. Make you. Break you. What wants all is wanted. It can get you. Taste. Soft. Lost. What wants all is to want nothing. Everything comes within. It's there. Seek. What wants all.

Left Over

By Jim Wisneski

Hospitalized

by VJ Maddox Tubes are coming out my arms, There's oxygen in my nose.... No one understands my pain, I think that's why it grows. The pain killers aren't working... My broken heart, they cannot heal. Because no matter what I say to you, You ignore everything I feel. I've begged you to come see me - But it's too much for you to do. Only dying flowers at my lonely bedside, And yet, none are from you. I know i'll get better with you here, Just one touch - a kiss on my cheek... Please just treat me like you used to - And not like some poor sick freak. I know you said you're coming here - I hope it's not another promise you won't keep. The nurse gives me a worried look... She calmly suggests I get some sleep. But I refuse to shut my eyes - Not until I've seen your face. And I hear you tell me, You'll rescue me from this place. I can't take much more of this - The pain, damn beeping of machines, My head is pounding constantly, And no one else hears the screams... I know I'm not crazy... I don't care what I hear them say. They're wrong, They lie - you'll show them... I know you'll come get me today... And suddenly, it hits me. The new drugs break through the haze. And all those lost memories... restored. Six days ago, my love - I killed you... I'm strapped down... padded walls... I'm in the Psychiatric Ward.