callie tate

That's what we storytellers do. We restore order with imagination. We instill hope again and again and again.

Writings

Followers

Following

callie tate

That's what we storytellers do. We restore order with imagination. We instill hope again and again and again.

Writings

Followers

Following

To My Future Children

callie tate

1 min read

Once upon a playground swing

You found a way to fly.

Picking flowers in the spring,

We watched the clouds drift by.

Tea parties with your teddy bear,

And splashing through the rain.

We fingerprint without a care,

A memory in every stain.

Singing silly, little tunes,

You memorize each word.

Hang on tight to your balloon,

You might become a bird!

Together, our hearts grow oh so wide.

You know I love...

Poetry

Careful What You Wish For

callie tate

1 min read

I tap my foot to the beat of the song screaming into my head through my headphones, drowning out the absurdly annoying hum of the quiet dry-cleaner's machines. My hands are dry and cracking from hauling clean, warm clothing around all day. The bell rings and I start, dropping the bundle in my arms. Ugh, good thing Agnes wasn't here to see it land on the floor.

"Be right with you!" I yell from the ...

Fantasy

Truth is the Opposite of Fantasy

callie tate

1 min read

Everywhere I look I see lies or delusion,

Built on a terrible man-to-gain fusion.

Oh, the terrors I have unknowingly caused,

The lives of so many brazenly stopped or paused.

I thought within these walls I was safe,

Now they’re causing my very soul to chafe.

Everything I’ve ever known has been wrong

My only option is to trust a traitor’s song?

Looking up to where dragons and fairies fly,

We “earned...

Poetry

Fantasy

The Best News

callie tate

1 min read

_Hey dad, are you busy? Give me a call tomorrow!_

The text from my daughter came through as I changed from my basketball shoes to my street shoes. I picked up my phone to see I have a missed call from her, too. I click the notification to call her back, hoping she hasn’t retired her phone for the night.

“Hi dad!”

“Hey, sorry I missed your call,” I say, not thinking much of the reason for it, “I wa...

Fight For You

callie tate

1 min read

I scaled the mountain to call you. There were many times I stopped along the way and wondered, is it worth it? I was slipping on loose rocks all the way up, and I didn’t even know if you’d answer. I swallowed my pride over and over as everyone wondered, why not call him on your cell phone? But I had to prove to you what I’m willing to do for you. I knew the view at the top and hearing your voice o...

‘Tis The Season

callie tate

1 min read

The first juicy bite of a freshly sliced nectarine always takes me back. Fall has always been my favorite time of year, beginning in my childhood. We had a nectarine tree that would always produce fruit right when leaves started to change and the air started to chill. The fruit was better than candy, and we could never get enough. Sitting at our kitchen table staring at a skeletal centerpiece as w...

You’re Part Of Me Now

callie tate

1 min read

When forces oppose, it’s good to be decisive. The estuary of human experience: one grew up fighting, one grew up loving. When they collide, can their stories blend? Or is it better to build a dam? A decision that requires totality, or one may end up having dammed in the other. A single touch and their fresh water becomes forever salted....

Drama

Returning Home

callie tate

1 min read

This isn’t your regular dejavu.

I think that I’ve seen this place before.

The feeling’s too safe to be new.

My mind doesn’t want to think.

Where was I before this?

Was I in my home?

No, this is home.

I did it,

I won.

Peace....

Poetry

Fantasy

Bravery

callie tate

2 min read

"Carolyn," he tried to swallow his fear, but his throat was so dry that her name erupted into a fit of coughs. She hadn't even heard his attempt to speak to her. When he had gathered himself again, he looked at her, standing with her back to him, and sighed. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. The silky sage dress she wore fell loosely to the ground, leaving her back bare to reflect...

Action

Romance

Earth

callie tate

1 min read

I hear the sky start to rumble

As I step outside.

While I dance through the pouring rain

Another curses the storm,

Wondering, how is the host of all evil

Still the home of all that’s good?...

Poetry

Mystery