Darkness & Light by Jenne Brown ©

In hours between dusk and dawn When minds are weary and drawn, When souls are meant for sleeping Crackling light comes streaking. Illuminating dreams with eerie shadows, Pounding sounds of battle’s bellow.   Too soon a banshee shrieking Bursts upon my slumber, seeking Entrance into my unfocused state, As impoverished senses strive awake To find …

To Daddy – Ode to Triteness, A Story

To Daddy (Ode to Triteness – A Story)   (Dramatic) ‘Twas a dark and stormy night, When I felt pain of broken heart… “Cut, stop! Quit, I say! That’s too trite!” “Oh, father! Please! Don’t even start!”   (sigh, plaintive) The one screaming ‘trite,’ that’s daddy dear, The one moaning – that’s me. Accusing finger …