the airport
awaits you. which silver
bird
is yours.
which
place will you land
with little
in your pocket.
your heart and soul
in hand.
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Followers
Blog Archive
-
▼
2018
(1227)
-
▼
June
(120)
- gone fishing
- dig a hole
- june heat
- ER
- what we drink
- this day
- perhaps
- the desert
- day one
- swept away
- down any drain
- sympathy cards
- the tool belt
- mary
- the old dog
- old grudges
- everything's fine
- the hallway
- the long summer
- my man
- a room full of flowers
- you got a friend
- the mystery novel
- we'll get there
- i drop in a dollar
- already gone
- hide and go seek
- ruby glass
- the radio off
- all in a box
- at ninety
- dead mouse
- from this something good
- another lamp
- st. elizabeth's farm
- thunder
- the last stop
- the white flag
- does she remember mine
- the wave in
- the long grey line
- before dying
- the storm
- home life 1987
- the summer pool
- more sins to confess
- the cleansing
- marked cards
- off the chain
- queries from afar
- blessings to come
- sowing seeds
- candy
- not guilty
- it's so clear now
- the future
- the mouse
- the ferris wheel
- bat crazy
- perhaps that's enough
- we want to get there
- weeds and vines
- this weather
- the snooze alarm
- mythology
- sleep like no one is watching
- flight
- an end to the end
- 1966
- sleeping on a notion
- seeing it through
- it blows away
- the outside looking in
- dog bite
- his one true love
- lucky
- love can be like that
- the hang of it
- my itch
- my friend emily
- hitting a nerve
- green like an olive
- the wheels are off
- the fatal flaw
- skimming stones
- zipped lips
- song bird
- just my imagination
- dinner
- a fifth for the fourth
- summer fruit
- the love boat
- to each his own
- phoenix
- moon glow
- over the horizon
- the silence
- Lynnie Blank
- the devil in disguise
- the peacock
-
▼
June
(120)
About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
No comments:
Post a Comment