Once upon a time, I thought life went on, even after death.
Author Archives: Monique Miller
Part of me
When I think of you,
I think of a million ways I could love you
It’s a windy day.
Musty gray skies, Above still waters. The smell of the rain under heavy clouds, Whisper of muffled sounds, Comes with the wind on solid ground; Whistles through the trees, A gentle swishing melody of the leaves.
His Shadow by M. Miller
When I woke up, he was gone
The Light
Through the windowpane
Soft drops of spattered rain
Metal clouds crowd the sky
Over the hills my thoughts elapsed
Indignity
A saddened and heavy heart
Unsettled skies and dark waters
It took salves over one hundred decades
In the Caribbean, to abolish slavery
Another World. by M. Miller
First Line Short Story – “The door was locked.”
The door was locked. Nathalie’s fragile body was no match for the solid metal. Each little grain that it was made of stared into her reddened eyes. Darkness seeped through the creases from the unknown world. She was fearful of the thought of what was on the other side. A tear escaped her watery eyes when she thought she had exhausted them all. Screams hurled from her mouth.
You & I by M. Miller
My strength is with you
My body, my soul; you captured on a full moon
Take me into your arms my love
To a land where you and I meet
Not as humans but as souls on a joyous noon
The Night’s Eve
In the dead of the night,
I sat in the corner of a diner
Thunder crashes the dark clouds
Through the glass window, I pondered
Not on the dark sky, but the lady in the corner
The Year The Earth Stopped
A year that was full of hope
Became silent in sorrow as humans moped
Life, shattered as they tried to cope
Cries for humanity engrossed