On Christmas Eve, Eve Santa’s reindeer play games They line up in a row To hear Santa say their names. “Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen… And Rudolph, my dear deer Rudolph. Won’t you run, jump, and prance With your nose so bright Head straight toward the endzone This Christmas Eve, Eve night?… Read More My Dear Deer Rudolph
December is special To the stars above Out of the twelve It’s the month they love As lights are strung On the trees with care Holiday cheer Glows in the air With radiant warmth December shines bright In part for the stars Who for a moment delight In looking down At the twinkling show And… Read More The Stars Above
Fractured flower petals Gather ‘round the vase To lay on the table In their final resting place Though their perfume’s faded Of their scent, she’s still aware It’s a gift she’s been given Of a moment once shared Still, she dares not touch Lest her fingers feel them go Bit by bit Until nothing’s left… Read More Final Resting Place
What’s underneath The blanket of leaves You may get a glimpse When the autumn breeze Swiftly blows Brushing some aside Revealing hidden places Where the critters hide In beds freshly made Of moss, nuts, and seeds The first for warmth The second two for feed The critters gather Arrange and prepare A winter resting place… Read More Beneath the Leaves
The blackbirds landed One, two, three Hoping they soon Would eat for free With the colored corn They stuffed their beaks When the cobs were bare They began to seek Their dark eyes shifted Up, down, side For morsels of food Where might they hide? A telling squawk Called the flock To the largest bird… Read More The Blackbirds
2022’s book is out now! This year’s theme for The Association of RI Authors (ARIA) anthology book is Iconic Rhode Island. My fictional short story, Carefree, set on the Block Island Ferry, was chosen to be included. Pick up a copy on Amazon and enjoy reading the unique pieces written by Rhode Island authors. All… Read More Iconic RI
I heard Tom Cruise Was 59 Saw he had aged Like a fine wine But where oh where Had the time gone When I first met Maverick Had it been that long When the child me Watched baby-faced Tom In Top Gun Say on the intercom “Talk to me, Goose,” While I gladly took The… Read More Top Gun
The bubbles rose Straight to the top Higher, higher Pop, pop, pop Waking the girl Who daydreamed Of sweet soda kisses Shared with the boy Two booths down
Box after box, young Sally opened Was empty, each seal already broken Crumpled wrapping paper littered the floor As Sally looked at her parents asking for more “All the boxes are empty. I got nothing at all!” They watched their daughter’s smile fade and fall “Oh, dear Sally, please don’t be sad. This isn’t the… Read More Christmas Spirit
A snowflake fell For the first time last night She fluttered, drifting softly Feather-light On the velvet voice Of winter, who sang And whistled sweet Notes of hickory Hints of mesquite Spun her around And caressed her cheek “Darling,” he said “You’re truly unique.”
Jessica M. Collette 
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