Cherrie Palmer : Writing

The Crosswalk

The Crosswalk

A Chapter by Cherrie Palmer


--Sara Michaels--The man grows closer with each step. His wide brim Stetson swept low, shadowing his features, not that I need to see his face. My att..
At the Heart

At the Heart

A Book by Cherrie Palmer


At the heart of a matter has nothing to do with logic but that inner need to trust, be excepted, and loved.
Compacted

Compacted

A Poem by Cherrie Palmer


The Biggest lovesare found in the tiniest of placescompacted by togetherness
The Patron

The Patron

A Story by Cherrie Palmer


at the Writer's Cafe
Where is my heart?

Where is my heart?

A Poem by Cherrie Palmer


Where is my heart? It is with you. That is why your world I pursue. The rhythm of love is yours to command. Time stands still just by hold..
No-ter-day

No-ter-day

A Poem by Cherrie Palmer


playing with words served on the rocks
Winter's Coat

Winter's Coat

A Poem by Cherrie Palmer


Winter's coat is not yet fastened.As I catch myself yearning forthe buds of Spring.
Old Men Have Old Thing's

Old Men Have Old Thing's

A Chapter by Cherrie Palmer


A faint echo filtered down the stairs. Our old yellow wall-mounted phone with its clear crisp rings creped under the basement door with ease. I mean, ..
The Fray

The Fray

A Chapter by Cherrie Palmer


Mary and our closest neighbors have been at odds with each other nine years.I like to call it ‘the battle of the rock.’ I cannot throw m..

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