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A Face in the Darkness

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Legs blocked the walkway of the bottom bleacher. The vacant dark corner across the gymnasium beckoned Allie to come hither and hide in the shadows it provided. No one knew her; she had remained as faceless now as she had on the first day at this school. Coming to this dance was a mistake. Who was she kidding that she would be able to fit in at this school?

No matter what alias she used something always happened to make life miserable for her no matter where they moved. Why couldn’t she be like the rest of them?

What would it be like to be just a human?

The empty corner was not empty after all. Golden yellow eyes of one of the boys from her science class met hers. Had he been waiting for her here all along?

His name – Luke, Larry, Lonny, she faked knowing him as awkward as being near him seemed to be, “Hiya, great dance.”

“Hi to you, it’s just a school dance like any other. You’re Allie, right?” He allowed her a bit of the corner with the shadow blocking the view of the dance floor. “Are you here alone?”

Allie looked beside her to see if anyone was standing next to her. Nope, no one there. “that is a pretty good guess.”

He shifted his weight off the wall. “I don’t normally like to dance, but I like this song. Would you like to dance?” His hand extended in the offer.

Refuse? Any other time Allie would refuse, but his smile enticed her. “This is awful for me to admit, I never caught your name.” Her fingers touched his in reluctant acceptance. “Is it Luke?”

His smile grew. “Yes, I’m Luke.”

The moment he put his hand on her waist and held her hand she knew more about him besides his name. He was just like her. The first one she had ever met. No longer did she feel so alone in a world of humans. Allie didn’t have to be faceless forever. Maybe now she would be able to leave her Aliases in the past.

Copyright © 2017 by Linda Nelson

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Green of Spring

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by Linda Nelson

© April 2016

When green arrives in spring time
Mine
Trees burst their canopy forth in fury
Worry
Not for storms to cloud the sky
Why
Flowers open buds of glorious color
Taller
In open fields of green.

Congregation of Flakes

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Congregation of Flakes

by Linda Nelson

Blowing on the wind

Adrift falling in the sky

Floating endlessly to the ground

An upsweeping wind

Captures the drifting flake

Pulling it up higher

To fall once again

Through tree tops

Past bird nests empty for the winter

Bumping against dried brown leaves

With arches and points

One last gust of wind

Blows the floating, drifting flake

Against a boulder covered

In the fellow congregation of flakes

Why Do I Write

I write because…

There are stories to tell

Places to go

Things to do

People to meet

Experiences to be had

Events to share

A voice to be heard

Feelings to be felt

Worlds to be built

Fears to overcome

Battles to be fought

Spirits to be found

Lives to create

Romance to be found

 

Snowflakes of Water

Water makes a snowflake

Cold wind blows it from the sky

Dried tears of nature.

 

Nature’s print of snow

Across landscapes cast in white

white water silence.

 

Silence drifts water

Fields deep in winter snow caps

Mice scamper a trail.

 

Trailing footprints mark

moonbeams on a path of light

Snowflakes of water.