Carole : Writing

Behind the Smile

Behind the Smile

A Poem by Carole


I have to admit, I hate pretense. This world is crying out for the real. Does anyone really "care" any more?
A Letter to My Daughter

A Letter to My Daughter

A Story by Carole


Dear Michaeli, As I sit here typing this, tears are streaming softly down my cheeks as I come to terms with yours and Shawn's moving out. It is..
Gross Misrepresentations of Christianity

Gross Misrepresentations of Christianity

A Story by Carole


A rant that has been smoldering on the inside of me for the past decade. When I see the things that are done in the name of Christianity that aren't ..
Sweet Release

Sweet Release

A Poem by Carole


Circumstances Weighing me D O W N Heaviness All around Crying for Rel..
The Still Small Voice

The Still Small Voice

A Poem by Carole


Nothing in all of the world has changed my life more radically than my relationship with The Creator of the Universe. He speaks in so many dif..
Sticks and Stones

Sticks and Stones

A Poem by Carole


"Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me." How obsurd! Pondering, Musing, Wondering? Where did the au..
The Writer's Fire

The Writer's Fire

A Poem by Carole


Had fun with this one...
Daddy's Tears

Daddy's Tears

A Story by Carole


My heart fell heavy with anguish. I felt as if it would break in two at any moment. There he was. He was crying. I felt his pain like a dagger plungin..
Ode to the Ocean

Ode to the Ocean

A Story by Carole


I can close my eyes and go there effortlessly in my mind, forgetting every conceivable earthly care. In this place, I step off of this merry-go-round ..
Hopelessly Addicted to Writer's Cafe

Hopelessly Addicted to Writer's Cafe

A Poem by Carole


I never thought I’d see the day I’m hopelessly addicted to the Writer’s Café In the short time they were maintaining the si..