By James Heaton It’s the middle of September. That wonderful time of year when Summer is making her exit, her glorious exit. She really knows how to walk out the door. She leaves little bits of herself all over the place, for us to remember her glory. She is a beautiful goddess, lady Summer. She … Continue reading Ode to Summer
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A Summer Rain
A slow breeze blows through the window. It wobbles with the old glass and sounds like an old Hammond B3 Organ, the pitch only changing at the speed of the wind. The curtains blow open and dance in the soft summer wind. No need for air conditioning tonight, no the wind is cool enough to … Continue reading A Summer Rain
Come Back to Me
James Heaton copyright 2024 On the coast of Western California, on a rocky beach sits an old Airstream RV. Nothing around but the cliff and the truck that was parked on the rocks. It was desolate and peaceful. Under the shade of the awning sits a man with his German Shepard. He is young, maybe … Continue reading Come Back to Me
A Second Chance
"Love is a gem you have to look really hard for."
One F’n Tomato
by James Heaton Let me start by saying that I’ve never been one to grow things or write a damn story, I’m better at just telling the damn things to you on my porch. As an eighty-year-old man that’s sort of embarrassing. But neither has my wife (grow anything that is, she’s good typing out … Continue reading One F’n Tomato
The Last Winter
...She was my anchor...
To Give and Take
“What if I could tell you that you could have everything you ever wanted? What if I could give you that dream home on the beach, that job that always celebrated you as an employee. Or what if I could give you any amount of money?”
The Mistress
She remains the obsession of my truest heart,But to me she has and will always be my salvation.In the harshest of times, I always turned to her.But many claim to do the same. But she is mine and always has been.The cruelest part is that she doesn’t realize her worth.And I call to her daily, … Continue reading The Mistress
Surfing with the Old Man
You cant write about life, if you never live it. Same holds true for love.
Grains of Sand
Do we create the love we find? Are we destined to be with someone? Two people discover love in the most unlikely place.
Blue Eyed Storyteller 