short-story
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by Michael Plante Can you see yourself floating on the seasin a little craft;waves lappingthe sun is shininga slight breeze brushes your cheeka cloud rolls by to say “Hello”and you laugh because it looks like a smile? At that moment you can become anything you likego anywhere you wantspeak to anyone you please.Nothing dares to…
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by Michael Plante The old wise man sits atop the mountain. Peering down into the valley he draws the conclusion that life alone is a much better choice.The chaos and smoke chokes the body and the mind.“better to be a wise hermit than a follower setting his own house on fire”From the top of the…
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by Michael Plante I saw a woman who believed she was rejected by society.In her attempts to fit in she discarded her principles;cast them aside to engage in an illusionand spent the summer chasing something that didn’t exist. The butterfly floated down from the heavens ever so gently.Seeking nourishment for its body and soul.Landing upon…
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by Michael Plante Fire is a companion that will never let you down. It says, I will always love you; I will never let you go, but if you ignore me, I will burn your house down. Fire needs to be nurtured and as it grows requires more attention; just as a young child requires…
