It’s foggy this morning with heavy fog warnings. So, I’m re-posting a fog poem from a few years back. Foggy Fracas The door swung softly open, And, swirling soundlessly, Many misty visitors Soon encircled me. My silent guests seemed sullen, Swathed in dripping gowns; They fixed their watery eyes on me And frowned their dripping […]
Sep 17, 2023
An Old Feud and Tragedy
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“It’s not as if I’m in any sort of danger,” I told Ulysses, the next day after the fire. “I’m not out trying to find a guilty party or anything. The crime that happened fifty years ago at the Saunders house has already been investigated. But, I admit I’m curious about the Saunders and Newton […]
Sep 9, 2023
A Clue in the Wallpaper
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“You know,” I said, “I was looking again at Marvie Saunder’s book.” “No, Ned,” Pat interrupted. “Remember, you’ve given that up. You’re going to let Cade and Gerald handle whatever is going on about that house. You are fixating on that book of poetry so, stop it!” Stung, I said, “What a thing […]
Sep 7, 2023
What Can a Storm Blow Up?
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My first chapter of my work-in-progress: Chapter One Miss Tootsie’s nose twitched. Something was in the air besides the smell of spring flowers and the musky scent of last night’s rain. The sun struggled against incoming dark clouds, and the morning felt too warm; muggy, she called it. Not a breeze stirred. Other than those […]
Sep 5, 2023
An Empty House
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The rain stopped and I turned off my windshield wipers. About halfway to Myra’s home, I realized no one in the whole world knew where I was and that was not a good thing. I speed-dialed Cade but got no answer, only his voice mail. Leaving a message, I told him where I’d be. Hopefully, […]
Aug 16, 2023
Nipped in the Bud
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Below, I’m giving the start of a story I had begun to write. It was based on a true story that happened in 1902, a terrible miscarriage of justice. But, as I typed, I realized I really don’t want to write this story because I knew the facts behind it. I have the victim’s last […]
