Category Archive: Collaboration

In My Garden

Photo by –FlyTrapMan–   I thought about you today when the ground was cold and the snow kept falling. I remember kissing you and thinking how could lips that feel so good, tell… Continue reading

50 Word Story – The Spider Tree

Photo by –FlyTrapMan–   The spider tree hunkered down; waiting. Squirrels looked away when footsteps on the forest floor signaled a prey. With chainsaw ready to tear down wood, the lumberjack was its… Continue reading

Winter’s Breath

Photo by Graham A Stephen ( He knocked on my door the other night – smiling, yet there wasn’t light in his eyes. I poured him a glass of wine. Our fingers brushed… Continue reading


Photo by –FlyTrapMan–   Do you glitter inside – thinking bright thoughts and happiness? Or are you darkness in your soul – stashing sins in pockets or suitcases?   Shimmery sunshine smiles for… Continue reading

Apple of Discord

Photo by Graham A Stephen (   I hear you calling and I shut down. You tug at my elbow. Pretending not to feel you – yet dying when you leave me alone.… Continue reading

Drawing Blood

Photo by Graham A Stephen (   She loved him with a rage that bent his will power in half. He couldn’t say no to her – yet when he said yes, she… Continue reading

The Moony Beast

Photo by –FlyTrapMan–   Standing in the shadows, he watched the lights of her tree- blinking red, white and green. Ah, if only he could say he was sorry! You’re a beast, she… Continue reading

50 Word Story – Touched on Christmas

Photo by Graham A Stephen (   It’s Christmas morning, and I feel your arms encircle me. I smile; half asleep. Your hands touch me. “Cold hands!” I squeal. My eyes fly open.… Continue reading

50 Word Story: Into the Night… and your GIFT!

Photo by –FlyTrapMan–   She tenderly kissed the lips that loved her beyond words and more beautifully than song. Those lips were now cold and silent. I’ll follow you into the darkness, she… Continue reading

To: Angry Santa

Photo by –FlyTrapMan–   Didn’t mean to make you angry. Let me hold you close — my hands will show you my apology. It’s Christmas, yet I know I don’t deserve a gift.… Continue reading