Sounding Board

Hooray! I got in! Thanks to Rob.....though I have no idea how I got here!

So, as promised, here is the link to Sounding Board:
http://authorservicesnetwork.com/soundingboard/

Well what is it? (for those of you who haven't been to Writers' lately)

The best way to find out is to look here:
http://authorservicesnetwork.com/soundingboard/submit/

It explains what Sounding Board is and how it works. It's for readers as well as writers, by the way!
If you're unsure about anything please get in touch with me: maureenmoss@fastmail.fm

Bloomin' Heather

There's been a lot going on with my family lately so I haven't been able to post much on
https://bloominheather.com/  but there is new stuff on Places and the new poem below is on Verse, not to mention the Spanish Summer poem on the front page.  Do take a look!

Heather Gingele

The Victim

Dark is the storm coming in on the tide
Dark as my memories, the place where you hide.

When love was young I lived in the light,
I thought I saw clearly what should be held tight.
With arms spread out wide for all coming my way
I’d bring all my dreams to the plain sight of day.

I thought I had choice and I thought I knew best,
Some things I’d discard, some clutch to my chest.
But some people stick fast and won’t let you go
And some fly away though you’re calling out no.

I thought I’d be stronger for all I’ve been through,
I’d put it behind, what happened with you.
But I’m still that person who suffered for love
Scars aren’t buried deep, they are here up above.

I may smile at the world but it still calls me sad;
I may look after myself but it still whispers mad.
I make choices each day, but they are a small thing.
I can no longer choose to let my heart sing.

Dark is the storm coming in on the tide
Dark as my memories, the place where you hide.