Author: Rhea B. Riddle

Shadows of Christmas

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In twenty-two minutes, it will be Christmas again. I stand in the silvered, but tarnished half hidden light of a frozen moon, and wait expectantly.  In the full light of the day around half-past morning, my family will arrive, and…

The Edge of My Mountaintop

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Was it the heavy breeze of midnight that beckoned so sweetly Perhaps the moon flickering signals through fresh green boughs. Ah, it was a clarion call, high-toned sound of brass weeping in awe Enticing my adventurous soul once again to…

A Lovely Moment

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I slumped in my deck chair; my eyes level with the bowl of the metal bird bath.  It was a pleasant view covered as it was with a greenish patina on the metal.  I had filled it with fresh water…