Chuck was alone. Well at least he felt that way. Emotions flooding in from his days as a young shoe being heat seared at around 300 degrees. Alone in the dark surrounded by fire. Knowing something was missing but not able to fully understand what it was. Life was good. Chuck loved being a sneaker. …
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Fresh Mountain Stream
She is a fresh Mountain stream Running off From the Ridge above Bringing sustenance Life-giving joy To the privileged Experiencing her Essence and joy Smiling with Twinkling eyes Snorting with Heartfelt laughter Inviting a step Towards …
The Gambol
The air thick as an Alaskan morning from the incoming sea fog. They wandered blindly through it without worry or concern. Their bodies floating in unison. Their minds tranquil and captured in the moment. Their hearts pulsating as the new blood of risk poured through their hungry veins. They were …