Cold, bare; the view frigid The icy landscape; stark, unfair. Unhappy tree roots, pulled out Of the harsh frozen ground As sparse leaves hang on, Stubborn, refusing to drop down. Across the slick frozen surface Flowing water – solidified and white Stands a sad, bare forest; Mixed with lush evergreen pines. Just as all things… Read More The Promise of a New Day
You’re frozen in time Sharp and pointed by design. As snow persists And wind does whip Your edges Complete the weakness of mine. Forged and adored A symbol of courage; victory and allure. Just a speck in my eye But, oh, so much more. Timeless; strength and humility, Your comfort Soothes the far corners Of… Read More Frozen in Time
You comfort me, yet you scare me. I’m drawn to your warmth and cautioned by your heat. Your vibrant colors are a masterpiece before my eyes. The dull ashes left behind, a reminder of the true cost of your beauty. Contained and controlled, I appreciate you. Wild and merciless, I fear you. Your presence sustains… Read More Fire and Ash
In a reflection What do you see? Is that the future or past Staring back at me? Secrets… It does surely hold; Of unknown stories Not yet told. Study the details; Are they really the same? Or does the reflection Answer to a different name? Now viewed together Another image you’ll see. Each looks like… Read More Reflection
Up atop a rocky mound, What thoughts, may you have found? Visiting the land so green, Oh, the sights you must have seen. Carved Celtic stones Housing ancient bones; Rolling countryside Where sheep abide; When they are shorn Intricate sweaters be worn; By your ancestors, old and new. The light filters down Where you are… Read More Ireland’s Rose
Dear Old Man Winter, I’m preparing for your arrival. Just wondering when that will be? I’m sorry if that’s rude of me to ask, but you see, some of your belongings have already arrived at my doorstep. At the moment, they are sparse and quite manageable, but as more show up, I can tell they… Read More Dear Old Man Winter
One alone and we remain aloof; Together, a symphony of taps on the roof. Respecting a conductor, we do not see, Drops fall from clouds, finally free. Watering our plants and our thirsty mouths too; Liquid life, doing what nothing else can do. Making things plump, green and lush; Forming puddles and streams; a natural flush. Find… Read More RAIN – so much more than a drop
Dreams. I’m talking about the ones while you sleep – not your “hopes and dreams” you consciously have while awake. Dreaming, sleep’s form of entertainment, you either have all the time, or you don’t (so I’m told). I’ve always had many dreams. Luckily, I’m usually able to remember at least some details of most. I… Read More Dreams
Let’s talk about writing… or more specifically, creating fictional characters. Sure, your major character is very important – a veritable guide for your readers – maybe someone they will come to see as a new friend (or quite possibly, foe). Then there are your minor characters, potential friends (or foes) for your major one. Will… Read More Ten TV Towns to Remember
Jessica M. Collette 
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