"Once for Us - Once More for Them"
He was gaunt and walked with a limp. She was beautiful, fresh, buxom. They walked slowly, looking for just the right spot -In Flanders Fields. They walked where the poppies blow.They walked between the crosses, row on row. They sat among the poppies,...
"Working outside was a great way to remember what’s important"
Lounging in the poppy fields while writing my article was a very interesting idea.“Thank you for moving our office space outside today."Micheal responds lovingly, "No problem, my darling.”“I need to get this just right, I need to make sure no one forgets.”With...
"Temptation while away from home"
Work takes me to a city far from home.At night alone temptation hits me.Into an adult cinema I sheepishly go.Inside a huge screen shows hetero hardcore movies.In the front row, there is a single viewer lying on a couch.I watch...
A breeze in the dark field, the earthy sweetness of poppies the same after all these years. One glint of moonlight made her eyes oceans or vast ancient forests. When inside her, dark starfires, violent rainbows. No experience, just feral young need....
“Do you think we have two lives?” Asked the outspoken, calculating, confident barrister. Her eyes looked at the painting on the bedroom wall. A field of poppies. A sensuous yet tranquil feeling permeated her body.Her breathing calm, her bottom raised,...
It took her forever to find him, the backpacker’s day off with the poppies. His American accent grated her father, as too his artistic soul and retro flare. Strutting into his picnic, she let him woo her with all that wasn’t...
Today, I looked into your eyes and saw you give up. Everything you ever held dear was now at my mercy. You jerked your head and tried to break away but you were caught in my grasp. Helpless, as I moved...
Staring at my laptop, I wait for the green light to let me know you are online. It's been two years and we are still no closer to our meeting than we were that first night. Why am I so consumed by...
"Inspiration in scarlet"
He stares at the blank page—his typewriter silent. The sunlit field full of poppies where he sits should inspire, but the words won't come today.Then she appears. Her red hair and red dress evoke the flowers around her. She's stunning and...
"Everyone needs inspiration for greatness"
Forty years old and he'd never done anything noteworthy. Then he met this farmer's wife blooming amongst scarlet poppies in fallow farmland whilst trying to write a young people's book."Honestly, young lady, I'm a writer," he insisted. "I'll put you in my book," he pled. "You'll be famous," he...
