Sunday Corner

Heal Lord, Heal!

Heal Heal my broken heart For I'm weary and the sores are festering Heal my broken spirit For I need the joy that wells from the heart Heal my country For the Enemy has plundered her Heal our families For our children are into many vices Heal Lord, Heal! Stretch forth your hands to heal… Continue reading Heal Lord, Heal!

Sunday Corner, Writing

The Pastor and The Choir Director

Church feuds are not  uncommon. But when a pastor and the choir director get into it, stand aside. One week, our pastor decided to press his position by preaching on  commitment, and how we should dedicate ourselves to service. That Sunday, the choir director led the choir in singing I shall not be moved. The… Continue reading The Pastor and The Choir Director

Short Story

Mama Alice…Short Story

Mama Alice wiped the sweat off her face and it must have been the tenth time or even more. I have lost count. I sat on the pavement of my house and watched her. It's either she did not notice me staring or she didn't mind. Altogether, she didn't care about who was going or… Continue reading Mama Alice…Short Story

3Line Tales

Time To Fly… Three Line Tales

Gina wrote in a notepad. She was scribbling fast. There are many things to do, stuff to attend to and it was time to live each day rather than getting through them in motions.  It  was time to explore. To learn about herself, to grow stronger and make a difference. © Deborah Glover, 2017 Image… Continue reading Time To Fly… Three Line Tales

blogging, Short Story

Rita…Short Story

​ Rita Maxwell stepped over the rail to the other side, though it is forbidden by the government in these parts; she knew trains do not take these routes so often anymore. Her black leather slippers makes a crushing sound with the marble stones. She moved quickly to where other people were and smiled. She… Continue reading Rita…Short Story

Stream of Consciousness

This View!… Stream of Consciousness Saturday

I like pretty women. Did you just read that? Yes, I mean women with assets if you get my drift. At a point, I had to question my being heterosexual. Women are beautiful just the way they are, they have a lovely view. Breasts, hips and backside. When I walk on the road, I find… Continue reading This View!… Stream of Consciousness Saturday