April 3-Waffle Cone
One scoop of chocolate Two scoops of vanilla. Thank you for finding my ice cream cone. You've taken a lick I notice, but know this: I don't give away what is my own. If you must have a taste I'm not so rude As…
April 2- Unanimous
1. Today's not a day To compliment me. I'm not pretty today, But quite unworthy. My hair is a mess, And my shirt doesn't go, With my pants- and my makeup Is awful, I know. I'm feeling quite fat And my shoes,…
April 1- Vanity's Sashes
Gems of sorrow Beads of tears, Lace of chagrin Silk of fears, Jewels of anger Bows of dread, Embroidered satin Adorn the dead. Feathers of anguish Are stirred in the wind Ears of deceit To her ruby lips bend. The beauty of she Who harbors a heart Of pride and…
Not an Exit
I've taken the exit I've crossed the road I've lifted off My burdensome load. And I have arrived, So here I wait; I glance at my watch- No, I'm not too late. But where are you now? I've come to…
Blowing Kisses
Though discontent, I bide my time, And spout my words in a hurried rhyme, And wish for wistful happenings That should be found in a million things, Like morning dew or sunset glow, Or the graceful fall of powder snow. And I must wait. Discontent am I To just blow…
Uma LaRoche, chapter 4.
Chapter 4 After her rendezvous, Marie slipped into the estate in time for tea. The gathering was not the happiest one, for Adelie and Guillaume were darting furious glances at their young friends who were failing in their duties to Marie and dallying with the angelic Miss Chevot instead. Marie…
Uma LaRoche, first short story
“I know those colors,” muttered Captain Zaureg to his first mate, a stout Englishman with the unlikely name of Bromley. Such a name inspired thoughts of high-born gentlemen, but this Bromley was not. This worthy, ruffled and scarred as any pirate should be, said nothing; dutifully he handed his captain…
Uma, chapter three
Aunt Adelie felt she’d scored a point against her brother when Gervaise Belmont joined Marie and Nefis at the rear of the riding party. Marie instantly latched on to him as an escape from Nefis, and visibly snubbed the latter for the rest of the ride. Marie was feeling…