• Simple Glasses in their Frames

    Is there any sadder symbol than simple glasses in their frames?Sitting patiently alone collecting dust where they remain. In some old forgotten parlor as they pass away the days,countless hours without ending as the yawning daylight fades. The owner long departed, on that long black midnight train.A one-way ticket journey… it still hurts to speak… Read more

  • The Fairytale of Me

    Is this all that I’ll become in life?Is this all I’ll ever be? Have I reached the end of my story?The Fairytale of Me? There are tasks that still need doing and oh so many things to see!Did I really just run out of time?I’m not ready yet to leave. Maybe if I keep busy,… Read more

  • Sense of Smell

    They say the sense of smell is the strongest sense tied to memory.It’s easy to believe it too.  I inhale, my mind sputters, and I’m at home as if in a time machine from some iconic 80s movie. Decadent steam fills my mind as it rises from a golden stack of Dad’s buttermilk pancakes, poured… Read more

  • Oh Lightning Bug, You Firefly

    (For those of you who dare to shine) Oh lightning bug, you firefly;beacon in a darkened sky. Your lantern sparks, then fades and dims,a luminescence from within.  A constant burning deep inside,your glow attracting every eye. You dare to shine while others hide.Oh lightning bug, you firefly. By D. Ryan Lafferty DartanionPress.com Read more

  • Musicians

    Ever aware of the passing time, they’re counting out each phrase. They read the world in beat and rhyme, even syncopated ways.   Their hearts pump out the dum-dum-dah-do of the driving bass guitar, while piano chords harmonize with that redhead at the bar.  Pedals pound on a standing grand, as notes slide from those chunky velvet keys. The choir… Read more

  • Dream Makers

    When we go to bed, they are just arriving, hot coffee in their hands, stretching and yawning as the machinery in the warehouse switches on. Deep in the heart of the cerebellum, they rush into action, for they are pros, each waving scanners and tapping single handedly on keypads, racing from stack to stack. They are honeybees, fervently… Read more

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