by Cheryl Unruh | Oct 21, 2016 | Poetry
“Wild Horizon,” oil painting by Anna Patricia Keller WILD HORIZON Inspired by “Wild Horizon,” oil painting by Anna Patricia Keller There’s a rugged line in the west today, a brown-black row of clouds that hovers, curling into itself like waves with...
by Cheryl Unruh | Oct 20, 2016 | Poetry
THAT SUMMER In the decade before I was born, everyone was a Betty or a Beverly, or a Mary Lou, and their hair was flipped up and the skirts were poodles. But when I was young, it was Sunday and it was Easter, and it was the ‘60s, and I wore a new dress that my my...
by Cheryl Unruh | Sep 13, 2016 | Poetry
AT THE EDGE My friend Dan lives at the edge of the earth, two blocks from the ocean. If he looks past the diving gulls and breaking waves, he may see Hawaii way out there, floating peacefully in the Pacific. Dan spends his days writing fiction, telling the...
by Cheryl Unruh | Aug 30, 2016 | Poetry
SOUVENIR Take me back to that night back to the river – with its sleek stones for skipping across the water, summer trees reaching bank to bank, and me, a teenager then, sitting on the sandbar beneath someone else’s stars. I did not belong there...
by Cheryl Unruh | Aug 24, 2016 | Poetry
EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE He rationed his lines of breath, slowed them down almost to zero. It wasn’t so much a conscious action but he saw it happen, felt his body caving in – in slow motion. The phone call about her death syphoned his lungs, collapsed his...
by Cheryl Unruh | Aug 6, 2016 | Poetry, Writing exercises
Love of words, love of language is one of the main reasons I write. For me, it’s so much fun to create imagery that is fresh and new. Because beautiful imagery is a thing that inspires me, when I find my writing energy lacking, I’ve learned to go back to my...
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