Creative Writing

The Real Nativity

         Clean, crisp stars brighter than a thousand torches shone their brilliance triumphantly. Their presence set aflame the inky night that had fallen across the eastern sky. As usual, the heavenly bodies brought the evening to life. Smells and sounds of crunching hay and dirt filled the noses of any travelling on the… Continue reading The Real Nativity

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The Journey: Talitha Koum

Kelila was desperate. Her little girl had gone unconscious without any warning and without reason. The three years olds dark curls buffeted over Kelila’s arm and hung weightily as she lay slumped over in her mothers’ strong embrace. The pale look of death covered her small face and tainted her perfect skin.The sight made every… Continue reading The Journey: Talitha Koum

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Do I Miss Her?

Ohmygoodness…. Do cows miss cud, celebrities miss attention and your Mom miss you when you move out to start your life at University? Gosh darn it! Of course I miss her. Her name is Chelsea Courts… Thiessen. She’s got three names. It’s supposed to trick you into believing you can’t eat her… kind of like… Continue reading Do I Miss Her?

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The Hunter Pursues

My dark haired friend paused to ask me, “What are you on the hunt for today?” I shot his question out of the air with a booming, “Nothing!” “Why nothing? He asked. My “friend’s” left eyebrow is raised. A timely glint bounces from the sun before reflecting off his dark eyes. “Everyone is searching for… Continue reading The Hunter Pursues

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Gentle Ferocity: A Sestina

The cry escaped with hope and I felt no comfort I am riddled by memories and shrouded by darkness While ruminating on wounds I heard His roar echoes across the dark chamber I’m sure of it, the beast heard my wails and smelt fresh blood I could not escape him; my pain was too great… Continue reading Gentle Ferocity: A Sestina