Margaret Brennan

Joined October 2021

606 stories

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I am a 78-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.

My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.

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RAIN
RAIN the wind was howling * I listened in the darkness to the thunder as it roared. The lightning then lit up the sky in a flash both bright and broad.
By Margaret Brennana day ago in Poets
REFLECTIONS
REFLECTIONS Am I really me? *^* Mirror, Mirror on the wall, Tell me what you see. Is that gray-haired little lady
By Margaret Brennana day ago in Poets
PICTURES
PICTURES ~ She'd do it all again ~ She looked at the faded pictures In the album on her knee. Silent tears fell from her eyes
By Margaret Brennana day ago in Poets
OUR HERITAGE
OUR HERITAGE dirty old town * I live in a place where the streets are kept clean; The air is easy to breathe. When I think of the city where I used to live,
By Margaret Brennan7 days ago in Poets
PASSION
PASSION My darling, hold me closer. Let your heart beat next to mine. I'll always be yours - heart and soul - Until the end of time.
By Margaret Brennan7 days ago in Poets
TUS NUA - ch 55
TUS NUA – ch 55 New Beginnings – Mia and Midnight (*)(*)(*) Mia, still grinning said, “I’ll portal home and get mom. We’ll meet you there.”
By Margaret Brennan7 days ago in Fiction
TUS NUA - ch 54
TUS NUA – ch 54 New Beginnings – Mia and Midnight (*)(*)(*) With many hugs and tears, Ali found her goodbyes were more difficult than she imagined. While eager to start her new life with her sister and brother-in-law, she found comfort and love with the family she formed in Tus Nua. “New Beginnings”, she thought. Now, she was embarking on yet another ‘new beginning.’
By Margaret Brennan16 days ago in Fiction
POEM ABOUT ANATOMY
I tried to write a poem about my legs. Huh! Didn’t go very far. When that didn’t work, I decided to write a poem about my arms. Couldn’t reach an audience.
By Margaret Brennan19 days ago in Poets
TUS NUA - ch 53. Top Story - March 2026.
TUS NUA – ch 53 New Beginnings – Mia and Midnight (*)(*)(*) Finola knew Ali’s brother-in-law needed to put his mind at rest. She fed her arm through his and led him outside. “We’ll sit here. If you like, I can put a block around us so our conversation will be private.”
By Margaret Brennan22 days ago in Fiction
TUS NUA - ch 52
TUS NUA – ch 52 New Beginnings – Mia and Midnight (*)(*)(*) Finola watched as Ali, her family, Jules, and Sybil entered her now vacant office and saw Alistar approach. “Cousin, my dearest, will you listen?”
By Margaret Brennan30 days ago in Fiction
AS THE DAY ENDS
As the sun begins to gently sink into the horizon, Valentine's day is coming to an end. I ease my weary body on the couch and wonder
By Margaret Brennanabout a month ago in Poets
TUS NUA - ch 51
TUS NUA – ch 51 New Beginnings – Mia and Midnight (*)(*)(*) Finola looked at the photo of Ida Dowd’s daughter, Mary. “Ida, there could never be any doubt that Mary was your daughter. She’s the spittin’ image.”
By Margaret Brennan2 months ago in Fiction

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TUS NUA - ch 55

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AS THE DAY ENDS

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