Aces are Wild
Does Trump have a trump up his sleeve? That’s what I’m hoping to believe. Rolling over that easy just isn’t his style. He’s holding close his cards; playing with a…
Mary K. Eastman ~ Mary Kay Diffin
Does Trump have a trump up his sleeve? That’s what I’m hoping to believe. Rolling over that easy just isn’t his style. He’s holding close his cards; playing with a…
The Vampires roam tonight. Hide your sons. Hide your daughters. Innocent blood flows like water. Where’s the justice? The horrors of adrenochrome. The vile are free to roam. Freedom has…
I have no fear. I’m a beloved daughter of God. The enemy may attack me, but he cannot touch my soul. You may despise me, curse me, think ill of…
Alone was I until you came into my life. You were like the wind. I could not see you, but I knew you were there. A soft, gentle breeze that…
Oh, my spindly pine. You grew in the shade of the Maple. It protected you from the sun. It protected you from the harsh winds and weather. It…
I get in the car and close the door. Flip the visor down and put my shades on. Instantly I’m transformed. Click of the seatbelt, turn of the ignition. I…
Oh Precious One. Tenderhearted. A smile for a butterfly in flight. A tear for someone you see on TV suffering. “Why are people so mean?” I don’t have the answer…
“Why don’t you write a poem about ‘this’ or ‘that’?” That’s not how it’s done. I can’t pull words out of a hat. I don’t control my writings. No, no.…