Thursday, May 29, 2014

'Reality' by Molly Cerrigone


Nothing is what you want it to be,
Yet you can’t help that it will be,
Life isn’t what you’d thought it be,
And yet you still believe,
Frost cracks your hopes and dreams and before you know it,
Everything you dream about, falls to seams,
There’s still a light that reigns inside,
And only then do you try to hide,
That what they say is untrue,
What they say can’t be,
That your dreams can still come true,
In the darkness, light shines,
Only then do you see,
Reality is what you make it to be,
It becomes your soul,
It becomes your fight,
The only way to keep your light shining bright,
Believe what you want, and make belief beam,
And soon you’ll see,
Reality, is what you make it to be

Molly Cerrigone

Friday, May 16, 2014

Those who persevere are well rewarded.

What was empty is now filled. 
What was silent is now audible
Filling my ears with a soothing symphony
An ebb and flow
Pleasant exchanges 
So natural
A discovery that's fresh and new
What was singular is now paired. 
Life alone is better shared
Richer, vibrant with color
It all looks new
Purpose has come 
No two more deserving 
Anguish turns to felicity 
The future now blooming
Black and white now color
A ragged tapestry 
Now a refurbished fabric
I praise the universe 
Thankfulness fills me
Abundance is endless 

Thursday, May 8, 2014

Summer Reading

With summer reading right around the corner Painted Posts comes to mind. A story I wrote that's set in Wildwood New Jersey.

Tired of dead-end jobs and a portfolio sitting idle, when Ella Rowen unexpectedly inherits her uncle’s house, she abruptly relocates. Bombarded with change and apprehensive about becoming a homeowner, Ella takes the first job that’s offered. An invitation to join her boss for a drink at the local bar leads to a careless one-night stand. Forced to quit her job due to the awkward aftermath and her impulsive decisions has Ella back at her starting point. Enter, Jayden Preston, her handsome neighbor. Jayden, a seeing-eye dog trainer becomes the object of Ella’s desire, as well as the lens of her camera. As their connection intensifies, a leaky roof leads Ella to making a discovery in her uncle’s attic that sends her into a tailspin. When Jayden’s roommate shares information pertaining to her uncle’s past, Jayden struggles with his position, afraid of ruining a relationship that has him head over heels. Will disclosing hidden secrets prevent any damage or tear them apart?

“So where would you like to do this private shoot?” Jayden asked, tracing the line of her brow. Ella’s photogenic eye couldn’t get enough. She’d brought her camera in hopes of getting more of him with a different backdrop, exhibiting a different mood. “We wouldn’t want Brian emerging from hibernation while the camera’s rolling.” His brows rose. Ella nodded, agreeing. “Upstairs then?”
“Okay.” Ella turned and reached for her camera bag.
They crept up the stairs. Brian’s room was on the first floor behind the kitchen.
“If he hears us, I’ll never live it down. I know harassment is coming, but I’d rather wait,” Jayden whispered, squeezing her hand. Ella grinned at his playful frown. As they went to enter into his room, Ella noticed a small alcove at the end of the hall with a hexagon- shaped window above. A spindled chair sat below. Jayden noticed her attention had been diverted. He tilted his head.
“It’s perfect, the way the moonlight is streaming through the panes. I just have to change my film speed. Take a seat.” Ella rummaged through her camera bag. The film loaded, she turned to find Jayden already in the chair, his palms resting on his thighs.
Various images flirted with her mind’s imaginative eye. Ella leaned against the wall. Ribbons of heat wrapped around her, her skin now warm. Jayden was relaxed, waiting patiently. A sly smile curved  his lips. He was so at ease, but Ella was struggling. She wanted some skin, his skin. She didn’t ever shoot pornographic material. Tonight she was hungering for some classy, sensual shots, and he was the perfect model. Jayden cleared his throat.
“Ella, just tell me what you want,” he told her, his eyes flicking to hers. “I’m all yours.”
She blurted out her request. “Could you please take off your shirt?” She bit down on her lower lip, silencing herself, afraid of giving a voice to any additional, dangerous notions.
“Sure.” Jayden grinned. He leaned forward and peeled his T-shirt over his head and handed it to her. Ella’s mouth parted, her eyes greeted with a plethora of dazzling ink. Four large paw prints were on the back of his shoulder, as if he were being trampled over. On the left side of his chest, Jayden had a set of the comedy and tragedy masks. Half of each mask was inked in black, the other half shaded with yellows, reds, and a copper color. The ink shifted over his lined muscles when he moved.
Jayden’s voice echoed through the desolate hall. “Ella?” His eyes looked up, his brows pulling together.
“Yes, that’s...that’s perfect.” She had forgotten to breathe. She licked the briny salt from her upper lip and started shooting. Jayden hooked his thumbs into his belt loops and smiled at the camera, but then looked away. He tipped his head, glancing at the window. Ella gnawed at the inside of her cheek. He was absolutely stunning.
Milky moonlight washed over his angled face. Jayden parted his lips, his jaw slack. Ella was on fire, her libido not to be trusted. Jayden tilted his hips and reclined further in the chair. Ella walked around, snapping a frontal shot. A thin trail of lighter hair divided his concave abs in half, vanishing beneath the waistband of his jeans.
Jayden leaned forward, his spine curling. He had amazing bone structure. Ella adjusted her lens, wanting to see every joined vertebrae of his spine. Jayden rested an elbow on his knee, cupping his chin in his palm. His eyes lifted to hers, his smile bright, his eyes dazzling.

JC Szot- Author

Friday, May 2, 2014

The Survivor

A battle field of adversaries
Prepared to corrode from within
Siphoning joy
Stealing life
The shield is raised
Ready to conquer 
Repelling all that is evil
You stood your ground 
Attacking the enemy
Waging the war
Staying your course
Life is a journey
Yours wasn't complete
A trail determined to be blazed
Love unites, surrounding you
Building the wall
A ring of Devine protection
Compassionate professionals administer
The receiver fights
Mind over matter
God over us
Granting the greatest gift
Insisting the baton is yours to carry
Striving for the finish 
Your greatest accomplishment 
An achievement of few
The dawn of this day brings elation
Blessings that you are here
Enriching our lives
So many are thankful
Thankful for you 
Live, breath, love and embrace
For this day is yours 
With many more to follow
A celebration above all
As glorious as a bright sun
Let it shine on your face
Radiating all around you
Our world in full bloom
With the vibrance of you