Ice, Fire, Mist

fire and ice2.jpgice on water
cold blue freeze
glittering light, like glass
in places
cracks like knees
beneath my feet

fire on metal
hot red flames
licking tongues, like whips
on flesh
burns like shame
beneath my hand

mist on air
cool gray haze
insidious fumes, like gas
in chambers
hangs like death
around my head
Anita Stubbs

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Anita Stubbs

I am a private person, but need a place to publish my writings, which have accumulated over the years.   I am in the autumn of my life, and feel the need to preserve some of what I have written in forms of poetry, short stories, and articles.  I have written one novel and now am working on my second one. I live quietly with my husband of 57 years, as of this coming November, in Texas.  My ancestors first came to Texas prior to the Civil War.  Other than the five or so years when we moved out of state, I have lived my life here. Anything more you may wish to know about me, you can hopefully gather from my writings, as far as my values, my character, and my impressions of humanity -- in as much and as far as I have experienced it, or imagined it.

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