Saviour (Hour 8)

I will cry for my mother till my eyes grow sore My father’s sister moved in the day after– she says her name is “second mummy”   Her body was only buried hours ago But her replacement sits here trying to fit into her shoes…

6th – Letter from the past

Hello my old friend It has been forty years Man that will bring you to tears How long has it been since we talked Or even long, together walked I miss you Our friendship was true How has life, you, treated? Are you seated? I…

Wash Day

Wash Day   Use a wide-tooth comb and warm water to part  the mountains of black coils into manageable sections for detangling.    Light a candle, grab a towel, spread coconut oil for good slip Put on a movie or long-awaited series. The mind needs…

8. My love for you( in Gigan format)

My love for you is as strong as steel, it would not erode, corrode or repeal.   You are more precious than any gemstone. Your beauty,  a category of it’s own. Your scent, fragrant like a perfumed cologne.   Oh, my dear sweetheart! From you…

Rock-the-chair (Hour #8)

A waft of freshly baked pie is carried by the cool evening breeze… The autumn air turns a bit nippy as the sun sets, The farm dog lets out a howl just before it starts to get darker. Chickens clucks and gabbles about in their…

Hour Eight: Small Town Gigan

Hour Eight: Small Town Gigan Small towns dream of skyscrapers and busy streets as the coffee perks and the usual crowd gathers for eggs and gossip. Johnsons’ hound got into Maeve’s hens again and now there’s hell to pay. And what’s that sky gonna do,…

Prompt Eight: What I Do Not Know

What I Do Not Know   What I do not know, about her, her person. What I will never know, about this person.   Certainly, I knew her a bit, briefly, a few moments. My take was not always positive, she was tough… In an…

Hour 7: My Love is the River

The river flows, and for some it fades When I come back tomorrow, she’s not the same  But I still call it a river  I have cried many rivers, and drowned many sinners  In my journals and my bedrooms In dark, eerie parking lots  Where…

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my life’s a movie and i’m the main character I ain’t no joke , I ain’t no caricature