Poetry: ..walking in love…

By Monica C. Voskamp   Why do you run? Why do you flee back to the shadows The moment you are basking in warm sunlight? Why darling girl, Why do you run so hard From the good, the beautiful From the life-light of love?   Why?? Don't you know by now? It hurts Soul. It [...]

Poetry: She Ran.

By Monica C. Voskamp   She ran. Running she could do. Bearing her soul to those Who couldn't understand She couldn't. She wouldn't.   She couldn't stay. It was too much pain. She couldn't stay with those, Who didn't get the pain With those who knew how to judge, But not how to hold her, [...]

The Wait.

  (A Short Story) By Monica C. Voskamp Alone. Alone she ran down the path, away from the ceremony. She left behind the music , the crowd, the cake, the gifts..she left as a running bride, running from the man still standing there. The man she loved, Ryan, who had just said vows to her. [...]

The other world-wide currency: fear.

By Monica C. Voskamp Money passes through many hands, buildings and countries. It's our currency to get things we need and want, to make dreams tangible, to go places. Money is our world-wide currency. There is another heated currency that travels just as easily. It passes from person to person, home to home, and country [...]

The Love Chase: Paused here, Afraid.

By Monica C. Voskamp I do so much to silence this deep ache inside. I deny. I run. I hide. I ignore the jagged lines in my soul, Bleeding out dark pain untold. I don’t want to face this pain in me. I don’t want it’s dark misery. My stomach curls. I feel it’s weight. [...]