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New Horizons Writers’ Group

Grandfather Clock Bob Hirt Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock. Our shiny grandfather clock. It sits quietly in its corner, keeping time, yet it knows not at all of time, nor place, from where it came and where it finally goes. It sits there without opinion, without thought, without destination, without a dream to own. It merely exists. Yet…

Sun Lakes Writers’ Group

The Merry-Go-Round Lois Grotewold As she walked into the children’s hospital ward, the children who saw her thought she must be an angel. She was beautiful, dressed all in pink, a lovely dress made out of some kind of flowing material that fluttered as she walked. She stopped beside Nanette’s bed. “Hello, Nanette. I’m from…

New Horizons Writers’ Group

Fisherman’s Legacy Jeri Holcombe Ragan Out in the bay the sun sequins the water as pristine sails glide past on lazy journeys, in white, unsullied beauty. Idyllic vision as sunrays illuminate jutting rocks where the seals come seeking heat. Until seal pup raises pain-filled eyes to reveal the bloody necklace he did not choose to…

Sun Lakes Writers’ Group

  The Oddball Dick Nelsen I guess no one noticed him enter the Sanctuary on that beautiful Easter morning. The old staid downtown church was festooned with flowers, beautiful lilies virtually covered the front of the church. People had arrived early as they usually did on Easter Sunday to get a good seat. Ushers had…

Interested in writing?

Bob Hirt If you enjoy writing and feel that you want to share your skills, enjoy light banter and camaraderie and the willingness to be open to discussion and critique, why not come to our monthly New Horizons Writers Group meetings. There are no dues; just a commitment to attend meetings with regularity and purpose.…

Sun Lakes Writers’ Group

Free Stuff Jacqueline M. Ruffino-Platt Did you ever stop and think of all the Free Stuff you receive and enjoy every day. Look up at this instant and see the beautiful sky above you, the blue sky, the white clouds. The air we breathe, the wind that brushes against our skin as we scurry about each…

New Horizons Writers’ Group

Our Winter Years Jeri Holcombe Ragan (To Honeyboy and Charlie) Years have come and gone; Our steps no longer lithe as we cross the yard. Your whiskers and mine, whiten our faces into two grizzled old men. Still, you follow me in slow arthritic walk, a rhythm we both know. You nudge my hand to…

Sun Lakes Writers’ Group

The Merry Go Round Larry D. Cartford Every 4th of July the Carousel would come to town. We lived a block from the park. I knew all was set to go and celebrate the fourth when the calliope of the merry go round started to play. I loved that music, always happy with a delightful…

New Horizons Writers’ Group

The Hillbilly Bob Hirt “Hi … ? Bob …?” the fellow offered, almost quizzically, as he stepped out of his 1995 Honda Accord sedan at the edge of my driveway and sidled slowly over to me: “My name’s Jake Jenkins and I talked a couple days ago to your brother, Tommy, back East. He mentioned…

Sun Lakes Writers’ Group

Travel by Train Yvonne White Train travel seemed to be a thing of the past, until my experience this year. I always thought, “Why travel by train when I can fly and get there quicker?” This year we were in Germany and saw the fast efficient trains with great schedules and good value. We just…