Literary Yard

Search for meaning

Posts by: admin

Hennessy & Me

By: Charlie Dickinson It was a memorable summer. I was all of nineteen and had a job where palm trees stood by the Gulf of Mexico waters. Corpus Christi, Texas. Away from work, I would read Ian Fleming and spend…

Where the Devil Treads Fearlessly

By John Paul Lama             It began during a solemn holiday in 1992 – November 1 and November 2 – known respectively as All Saint’s Day and All Soul’s Day, and locally as Undas. It was a holiday in the…

auras

By: Amanda Weir-Gertzog awake againcirca 4amsweat rivuletsglisten my skin slick to the touchbreathing rusheda postmenopausalpainted blush aura cherry redflashbang my headknocking sleep’s dooronto nightmares bed rest often remainsa memory, estrangedsomnambulancemy brain unchained

Model Airplanes

By: Jim Bates High on glueNo, waitNot glue but being togetherThe young boy and his dadWith that model plane they were building. Side by side“Here, son. Let me help.”He guides the boy’s handA slight adjustmentThe wing fits perfectly. Later that…

Brief Respite

By: David Patten A landscape of mud.  Thick, invasive.  Like a disease it spreads and clings, fueled by the autumn rains that have pummeled the endless fields of Flanders.  Now, with the onset of winter, comes a hardening as the…

If looks could kill

By: David Patten Perseus had been spending time in Sicily and the Italian mainland.  Pasta, wine, caprese.  When your father is Zeus it’s a filial duty to oversee operations in the Mediterranean.  Not one to usually procrastinate, Perseus was wrestling…

The new thoughtful generation

By William T. Hathaway Philosophy hasn’t been a popular topic in recent years, but that seems to be changing. Many young people now are interested in exploring the fundamental questions of life. The majority were born between 1995 and 2008,…

A Place for Isabelle

By: Linda Barrett One                Tears ran down Isabelle’s face as she left the homeless shelter. They created shining rivulets on her dark chocolate-colored cheeks. The old woman walked out into the freezing rain, holding all her worldly possessions in…