Alyce M. Nielson

As the glacier melts; clean, clear, cold water
swiftly runs down the rocky creek bed; spills
over the side of cliffs as water falls; scrambles
over pile of boulders as rapids and flows under
...

Words are treasures that should not be misused.
When we choose to express ourselves words are
the tools that we use. Words can tell a story about
the past, spread the news of a current event or
...

The raven walked up the handrail to where he would hop onto the low
branch of the tree. He turned around, cocked his head, then looked at
me. A drop of rain fell on his beak. He shook it off and then he glanced
toward the sea. A wall of rain was coming our way so he walked deeper
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