Strawberry seeping toasty pastry melting goo too hot to pick up.
Author: Dawn M. Paul
I am a creator and Jesus enthusiast sharing peace and joy through art and story.
Hammer and the Fish (a Short Story)
"That dog! You know...that one they call Hammer? Today he grabbed the pinkest and biggest salmon I've ever caught! Durn dog took it right off my table." Gary shook his head, "That twisted dog has an epic ability to find my best fish every single day. I swear I have got to find a way… Continue reading Hammer and the Fish (a Short Story)
French Toast (a Haiku)
Maple syrup coats Fried eggy cinnamon bread Side of lil' smokies.
Bible Verses and Perspective
I grew up in a fairly strict church environment, where I learned to feel much guilt and shame. Back then, religious education was about being damned to an eternity of hell fire while living in fear. Man, I am glad perspective has changed in the churches I attend today. They now talk more about God's… Continue reading Bible Verses and Perspective
Peony (A Horatian Ode)
Dark speared leaves reach high and higher, after they burst forth from the earth. Observers... we watch... we wait. Bud soars above the greens, a soldier towering to keep watch. Until the bulbous flower brims with substance too heavy for the body. It sways... it dips and bends... eventually slumps back to earth, exhausted. Oh… Continue reading Peony (A Horatian Ode)
A Writer’s Weekend
I mentioned in an earlier blog post that for Mother's Day my husband booked me into a local hotel for two days of unadulterated writing bliss. I was up in arms about what to pack for clothes and food, but I just packed as if I was going on a normal trip. Friday night Hubba… Continue reading A Writer’s Weekend
Friend (A Cinquain Poem)
Friend Kind, funny Supporting, crying, laughing Filled with compassion Sister.
Thoughts Run Amok
Do you ever have one of those days where you can't get your thoughts under control? Today mine have just been running around like bees who've lost their queen. I'm excited because I'm packed and ready to go on my writing weekend; two nights in a hotel that was given to me as a Mother's… Continue reading Thoughts Run Amok
Dawn Marie Paul 