I thrust out my hand to grasp a yellow-stained one I looked deep into eyes filled with blood-red haze Gentlemen, I said, “may I offer you a glass of cold water?” Toothless grins crack wide open face “Why yes mam, yes!" Please sir will you set the table, set it nice, and set it pretty … Continue reading Gentlemen May I Serve YOU?
Author: anniefreewriter
I have three grown children and two grandchildren.
I'm a writer of blogs, short stories, memoirs and now fiction.
I recently married a man named Dav, who is also a writer. I had adamantly declared for 23 years that I would never marry again. Life is unpredictable.
I love the details of life that make up who I am.
I am a follower of Jesus as God the Son who desires to have a relationship with anyone willing.
Grace is freely given.
My story is about grace.
Pull Off The Street
I glanced in my side-view mirror as a line of police cars and motorcycles tore by me, filling in the left turn lanes as they wove across the wide lanes of Imperial Highway, and a loudspeaker command “Pull off the street, pull off the street now”, filled the cab of my camper truck. My … Continue reading Pull Off The Street
The Birthday Party
My daughter Sarah’s birthday party was going to be a poetry gathering event. On Facebook, all her poetry writer friends and musicians were invited to perform at an open mic. I was the “mom” of these events. I would help her set up and clean up, but most of the food was potluck style. There … Continue reading The Birthday Party
My Haikus
Dandelion Comfortable bed A tiny dandelion Enjoying the thread Dog Unfriendly April A faithful, sticky dog drops Enjoying the tree Smile I don’t like haikus But I will do one for a Smile on someone’s face Heather I think of you in The soft heather of my heart Rest gently tonight Sunlight Into the blue … Continue reading My Haikus
Thoughts On Healing and Love
Thoughts On Healing and Love How swiftly my life slips through the hourglass allotted me I try to make sense of the plots, and characters woven between each line I reduce the monsters to peons one-dimensional and harmless I listen intently for my real name which only my Creator knows. My story flows from my … Continue reading Thoughts On Healing and Love
Prairie Grasses
Prairie Grasses I’m part of the breeze that carries me Over prairie grasses tall, medium or short. Like the three bears and I, Goldilocks, look for my two sisters in prairie dresses and pigtails No dogs, no cats, only prairie dogs whistle and dive into grasses, tall, medium, and short. Snow falls softly - lays … Continue reading Prairie Grasses
Pantoum Poem Woes
I do not like pantoum poems Maybe someday I’ll love them I want to kick off my shoes and run free Perhaps I’ll write a pantoum song Could be someday I’ll love them Maybe I’ll let out my kite string Perhaps I’ll sing a pantoum song I’ll become known as the Pantoum Queen Maybe I’ll … Continue reading Pantoum Poem Woes
Daddy I See You
Daddy, remember when I held your hand, I was twelve - you were human then. You slipped away to obscure places where the laughter of … Continue reading Daddy I See You
I’ve got my own version to tell
The Jesus I knew as a child was part of my Truman Show world; set in the prairies of Alberta Canada. I was four years old when we moved there in 1953. I remember very little about the "outside" world. Our family of five, lived in a college town that had a campus and dorms as its … Continue reading I’ve got my own version to tell
Grace As I Sit Here
Last night the toothless old oppressor of souls, a.k.a, the "Tempter", the "Liar", tried to speak his lies into my tired mind. He wasn’t even sneaky like he usually is. He did a full on gut sucker punch. He had me to the mat counting down...one...two...three. I struggled to my feet and faced off. I … Continue reading Grace As I Sit Here
