This entry is part 1 of 10 in the series Issue III: Winter 2010

by Muriel Gray From skies of Titian blue Horrific anger flew Causing clouds of pain That no amount of rain Will ever wash away Iconic symbols crumbled Politicians mumbled Hearts remain broken Dreams, just a token Still, hopefully we pray

A Portrait

This entry is part 8 of 11 in the series Issue II: Fall 2009

by Muriel Gray Does it come s a surprise that my living room is still so elegant? Some of the porcelain and crystal ornaments were wedding gifts belonging to my mother. Her antique inlaid wood furniture blends perfectly with mine. This produces an air of utmost harmony. I close the door on the noises of […]