Short Stories

Well, this is the beginning of it…

Here are the clues:

  • Not wanting to talk to/ see anyone else.
  • Internal turmoil over right vs wrong.
  • Feeling vs thinking: The heart wants what it wants and often overrides rational thought.
  • The object of their affection can do no wrong.
  • Everything is amplified: Magnificent, fantastic, amazing!!!
  • Emotions so strong they are powerful yet dangerous, fierce yet sweet, comfortable yet disturbing, amazing yet messy.
  • They can’t stay away from each other: They are miserable apart yet so delightfully messy together.

Can you solve the puzzle?

Yes, it seems this is the beginning of it,  they’re falling in love…

Image Source: Yahoo Images (psychologyineverydaylife.net)
Image Source: Yahoo Images (psychologyineverydaylife.net)

[This is Part 8 of a series entitled “Their Story”. See Part 9 or Start from the beginning ]


Contents written: October 9 2015  |  Edited: October 12 & 18 2015  |  Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises


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Short Stories

Falling

The best thing about falling
Is knowing someone is there to catch her.
Letting go feels amazing!
No more walls to keep her safe,
Just freedom to be herself
And be accepted as she is.

[This is Part 6 of a series entitled “Their Story”. See Part 7 or Start from the beginning]


Contents written: October 3 2015  |  Edited: October 18 2015  | Image Source: Yahoo images  | Video Source: YouTube  |   Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises  |  Copyright © 2017 Inner Rambings Boulevard


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Remnants of winter

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Remnants of Winter

Still in the air

The calendar says Spring,

But you are not playing fair.

*

Not moving over,

So the others could have a turn,

We received 6 inches of snow!

Why won’t you let go?

*

This utter self-centeredness

Has got to stop

Is there something we’re missing?

Let’s have a little talk…

*

Let’s explore what’s causing you

To act this way

Then perhaps we can solve

What troubles you today!

*

This attention you crave

Is more than we can give

What’s really going on Winter?

Speak, we’re listening…

Please excuse the rant today! Just needed to get that off my chest so I can move on to happier thoughts. Sigh…


Contents written: March 25 2015. Edited March 28, 2015  |  Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises


Short Stories

What happened to 15?

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Munchkin:

One, two, three, four, five,

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,

Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, sixteen.

Me:

Wait!

Fourteen, sixteen?

What happened to fifteen?

Munchkin:

There’s no fifteen!

Now you’ve made me lose my place,

I have to start all over!

Me:

Okay, sorry.

Go on…

Munchkin: 

One, two, three, four, five,

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,

Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, sixteen.

Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, eleven…

Me:

Wait! Stop!

After twenty

comes twenty one,

then twenty two,

then twenty three,

then twenty four!

Munchkin:

I know, I know

But we’re not talking

about them today,

they are on holiday.

Stop interrupting!

Me:

Okay, so sorry!

 

 


Contents written: September 21 2015  | Originally published: October 2 2015 | Copyright 2015 – 2016 Moylom Enterprises
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Lipstick bandit

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You blew through my mind like a tornado

Causing quite a stir as always.

It’s been a while since I thought of you,

Where have you been?

*

You stole my heart once

But it wasn’t yours to keep.

I was not yet ready

For the adventures you had in mind,

Nor the secrets you weren’t prepared to share.

*

You always knew how to make me smile though…

A little unsure, a little wild, a little twisted

But always sweet — to me anyway.

Thanks for returning my heart in one piece!

*

What brings you back to these here parts?

I thought you were gone for good!

Is it possible that I’m in your thoughts as well?

If so, thanks for thinking of me —

And thanks for the memories!

*

Hope you’ve been kind to yourself,

Or at least found someone

Who’s been treating you well.

You deserve to be happy,

I’ve always wanted that for you and still do.

*

Be well…


Contents written: September 15 2015  |  Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises



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Stolen glances

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Stolen glances
Two strangers
They coexist intermittently
Taking the same train home.

Stolen glances
No longer
They instead smile Familiarly
Months go by – – it’s a small world.

They sit together now.
They chat, or just ride silently
Reading, writing or listening to music
A familiar face is nice.

The next time they meet
Not on the train
But at the movies
Stolen glances no longer
But a warm embrace.

Image source: Yahoo images (www.canyonranch.com).

 

 

*Originally published March 2015


Contents written: January 7 2015. Edited February 23 & March 14 2015  |  Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises