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    • Who Are You Today?

      Posted at 1:47 pm by writergherlone, on November 17, 2017

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      Who Are You Today?

      By Kristy Gherlone

       

      I have been our Nation’s President and a street sign.

      I have been the rain and a pile of dead leaves.

      I have traveled through time and I have lived the life of a Nazi war criminal.

      I have climbed mountains and have thrown myself into The Falls.

      I have been witness to atrocities and miracles.

      I have been a whupping boy and a psychic.

      I have been autistic and an abused little girl.

      I have been abandoned and I have been the neighborhood comedic hick.

      I have been sought out by the government and killed by a prisoner.

      I have killed myself over and over again, but I have lived through a million words and at least a hundred lives.

      Today, I am the Pastor of a small Baptist church.

      My life is exciting because I write it that way.

      Who are you today? Where are you? What can you see? What will you be tomorrow?

      Posted in Uncategorized | 0 Comments | Tagged amwriting, microfiction, questions, stories, whoareyou, writer, writerslife
    • Winter

      Posted at 8:47 pm by writergherlone, on November 13, 2017

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      Winter

      by Kristy Gherlone

       

      There are knives in the eaves.

      There are shards of glass in the streets.

      There is a serial killer just outside my window.

      I’d complain further, but there’s a heart attack in my driveway.

      Posted in Uncategorized | 0 Comments | Tagged ice, microfiction, snow, story, winter
    • Possibilites

      Posted at 12:13 pm by writergherlone, on September 14, 2017

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      Possibilities

      by Kristy Gherlone

       

       

      Autumn leaves break free and alight into the air, whirling, twisting, and laughing as they go.

      Dancing, drifting, exploring, before settling onto the dark and cresting waves.

      Tossing, churning, bubbling into the currents they go.

      Yellows, reds, and oranges on parade, sailing, surfing, dreaming.

      Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments | Tagged autumn, dreaming, familyfriendly, leaves, microfiction, poetry
    • Harvey

      Posted at 1:17 pm by writergherlone, on August 12, 2017

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      Harvey

      by Kristy Gherlone

       

      Harvey had been waiting all year for the snow to come again.  He’d overheard the birds whispering icy secrets to each other for days, so he knew it would be soon.  He shivered with anticipation, shaking the last of the stubborn, cranky leaves to the pavement.  They skittered away, alarmed to be so suddenly homeless.  He watched through the night, stretching his limbs from time to time to ease his creaking trunk and to test the air.  Just as the first sliver of light peeked over the horizon, he heard one tiny flake giggle as it swam through the air.  He reached out to grab it before the morning warmth could steal it away, and gently tucked it into the crook of his branch.  He captured as many as he could, lovingly placing them in his care until his arms ached under the strain.  His nearby friends danced and shook in the wind trying to rid themselves of the tiny offenders, but not Harvey.  He’d waited a long time.  He wanted to keep them for as long as he could.

       

      *Also, my new story, Ice Cream or Moxie, is now available at Shortfictionbreak.com!

      Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments | Tagged familyfriendly, microfiction, shortstory, snow, trees, winter
    • Mother Earth

      Posted at 6:14 pm by writergherlone, on August 3, 2017

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      Mother Earth

      Micro fiction by Kristy Gherlone

       

      Pleased with what she had created, Mother Earth wanted to rest for a while and admire her beautiful children.

      They climbed all over her, showering her face with sweet-scented kisses, so happy to have her near. She sang lullabies to settle them as they clamored for a place closest to her heart.

      “No need to fight, dear ones,” she whispered.  “You ARE my heart.”

       

      Posted in Uncategorized | 0 Comments | Tagged childfriendly, earth, microfiction, nature, shortstory
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