Author Archives: Maggie C

About Maggie C

Stained glass artist, writer, respecter of life.

morning stirs

Posted on September 3, 2018

The clock shows six a.m. Maybe. My eyes don’t quite focus first thing in the morning. My dog Chules has awakened me with his gentle “woof” from halfway down the hall. I don’t know how he expects me to hear … Continue reading →

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Rodent Robbers

Posted on August 30, 2018

Snap! smacks the mouse trap, as the spring is spryly sprung. The trap slaps shut with a jolt abrupt. Now the deadly deed is done. Wheeze! breathes the brave mouse, as she gasps to grasp some air. That’s how it … Continue reading →

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Let Sleepy Towns Lie

Posted on August 29, 2018

The sands of time had ground to dust. The wheels of justice left the bus. My day in court long overdue, due process – it seemed – had stood me up. This sleepy town gave me arrest for stealing nest … Continue reading →

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Wordless Wednesday 8.29.18

Posted on August 29, 2018
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World Within Bivalves

Posted on August 27, 2018

For you, I would move heaven and earth. But where in the world would I put them? The world is your oyster. I shall place heaven and earth in an oyster. Universal themes, these. Pearls of wisdom. Heaven and earth … Continue reading →

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Turning In

Posted on August 20, 2018

It is 10 PM. My dog Chules stares up at me from the floor, where he has been sleeping most of the evening. He wants to catch my eye so I will realize it is bedtime. I’m not sure how … Continue reading →

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Ship Shapes

Posted on August 14, 2018

To fit ships inside bottles is indeed very clever, but I would prefer that my bottles held rum. To ship boats in boxes – though no lofty endeavor – while sipping on rum could be fittingly fun. Moral: Drunk lips … Continue reading →

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