Entries By marylou wynegar
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manhattan
As she walked down the streets of Manhattan she remembered the good ole days, when the hotdog vender was on the corner and the kids were playing on the streets. What happened to the quieter times,… It was so busy now.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 05.17.2013 @ 5:44 am
rocker
As the old Nana sat on the porch in the setting sun, the rocker creaked each time she rocked back and forth as she quietly knit.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 05.16.2013 @ 6:39 am
shoulder
Her shoulder was bare with only a sheer covering of silk draping down one side. She sat at the waters edge looking out at the water as if waiting for a love that would never return.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 05.15.2013 @ 7:05 am
taboo
It is Taboo to go after another ladies man as well as it is Taboo for a man to go after another mans lady.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 05.13.2013 @ 8:20 pm
auburn
His hair was a fiery Auburn that shone in the sun like a blazing fire that made your heart melt when you looked at him.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 05.12.2013 @ 11:20 am
celestial
She looked to the heavens and the celestial skies opened, and she saw millions, upon millions of stars.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 05.11.2013 @ 8:26 pm
loom
She sat at the window and the morning light shone on her as she sat at her loom weaving a blanket from the wool of the yearling sheep.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 05.10.2013 @ 3:56 pm
beer
The old man sat up to the bar and ordered his usual beer. When it came he smiled and blew the foam off the chilled mug before taking his first sip as if he had been doing this for years.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 05.07.2013 @ 4:36 pm
simplify
If I could simplify my life by a few things, I would first move to a location where I did not need a car, and where I loved the view.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 05.08.2013 @ 8:56 pm
burning
She had this burning passion for him that she could not explain. Nor would she want to. Only he could put the fire out should they ever meet.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 05.06.2013 @ 9:06 am
She had a burning desire for this person that she couldn’t explain. The only thing she knew was that she had to keep writing him until she met him if it was the last thing she did.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 05.05.2013 @ 3:51 pm
credibility
I try to trust everyone until they ruin their credibility with me in one way or the other. Sometimes it takes a long time, as I give them many chances.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 05.04.2013 @ 11:27 am
timeline
We are all given a certain timeline in life, We don’t know how long that is, nor are we supposed to. For if we did, we would all be running around as if our lives depended on it.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 05.02.2013 @ 7:23 pm
enemies
We should be enemies, but we have grown into best friends, which is a good groundwork for much more in time. Funny how life is.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.29.2013 @ 9:02 pm
We cannot pick our enemies, just as we cannot pick our lovers. They fall into our life like the wind. Sometimes on a soft breeze, sometimes on a storm.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.29.2013 @ 1:02 pm
crow
She was walking through the gray woods when she looked up into the trees, and there sat a big black crow looking down at her. She gazed at him and she knew, knew that her life would never be the same again.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.29.2013 @ 7:28 am
electrocute
I was standing on top of a 15′ wooden ladder pushing a fish tape through a supposedly empty conduit. It ended up in a live panel instead. So it was either kick myself off the ladder, or stay and be an electrocute victim.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.27.2013 @ 10:07 am
bowling
When I was a small child and it thundered, my father used to say that the angels were bowling. He was old fashioned like that.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.26.2013 @ 6:40 am
Shiney wooden passageways leading to that final strike., squeaking shoes, bright lights. Loud voices, beer breath and stale cigarette smoke,…Bowling
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.25.2013 @ 7:08 pm
Bowling? Oh please, you can do better than that. All I can think of is squeaky shoes on a polished wooden floor, with people bowling as if they had nothing better to do.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.25.2013 @ 11:35 am
planter
She stood behind the tall planter, hoping her parents wouldn’t know she was there. They were fighting again, this time about her. They were yelling about who would take her with them. Who would take her? Where were they going?
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.25.2013 @ 8:40 am
checkmate
Those who like to play chess say, “Checkmate” when they are about to win. I’d like to know when I can say that myself.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.23.2013 @ 1:24 pm
café
He walked into the dark smoke filled cafe’ and as his eyes adjusted he saw her sitting on a chaise lounge in the corner by the only open window in the house.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.22.2013 @ 3:28 pm
She sat at small table at the outdoor cafe’ in Paris. The sites and sounds astounded her as she took it all in.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.22.2013 @ 12:42 pm
cliffs
Upon reaching the top of the cliffs she looked down upon the valley and finally understood why the people of long ago lived here. It was absolutely breathtaking.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.20.2013 @ 7:17 am
She walked up the narrow dirt path leading to the cliffs, and looking up, saw the dwellings. As she climbed she dare not look down, for if she did she would lose her footing.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.19.2013 @ 4:33 pm
metro
She ran down the wet cobblestone ally hurrying so she could catch the metro that night. She had to go to the opera. She had to see him again.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.18.2013 @ 9:23 pm
creature
He was such a creature. As she looked at him he smirked at her, and she squirmed under his gaze not knowing if he was going to kill her, or love her.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.18.2013 @ 10:11 am
She was normally a creature of habit, but today she walked a different path through her woods and came upon a stream that led to a field she had never seen before. And when she came through the clearing, she saw him.
Posted By marylou wynegar On 04.17.2013 @ 7:38 pm
