Hour 4–Disheveled

Disheveled he animates in the corner of Panda Express speaking to a person not there backpack grunge surrounds him others keep their distance insistently moving his arms he abandons his window corner counter conversing quietly with his invisible comrade he wanders outside into the heat he’s left…

Before Darkness… I paused.

Before Darkness … I once panicked I hesitate. No Stop! It’s time to regulate. The darkness, the dusk unveils a scared time, a time to be ushered in with an open mind. Darkness signals rest, a slowing down of sorts. Not just a time to…

Lady From Holland-Poem From Prompt #4 By Ingrid Exner

I knew this lady from Holland and Greta was her name. She emigrated here from Holland and her neighbours were never the same. She chose this small town with her husband in tow Of their future adventures little did they know.   For years they…

HOUR 4

MORNING ANGEL She rose from the darkness alone and cold, not knowing when her life would unfold. She prayed day and night. Laughed, rather than cry; as the street is her address and a cardboard box, her home. The smaller the box the more heat  she will gain.  …

Permanent Eclipse

You were the Sun, And I am the Moon. We can never be together, Not today, not tomorrow, not even soon. It’s so sad to think that There are really things that aren’t meant to be. And what’s even worse is knowing that, A part…

#4) Crow

The crow came to my window requesting more stale bread, please. There are two of them, really, they must be mates. I wonder at their loyalty. One has feathers missing from his head. Perhaps it was a valiant battle with a hawk, protecting nestlings. Mama…

King in the classroom

I came to work one day and I was excited about the piece I was going to teach. I was getting in the flow when In the middle of class A student raised his hand and asked, “Why we gotta learn about this?” We were…

How it started

The first sign was no receptionist An empty office building, is this a test? I hadn’t been sure what to expect But the invitation was from an unusual sect Known for their daring, their frequent absences A strange light in their eyes, unusual presents A…

Orchards

Last night I dreamt of green, red, and yellow apples. This morning I woke up to a bowl of cereal filled with disappointment. Good morning.

What The Hens Taught Me

My husband didn’t like me drinking, or watching tv while he was gone. He would feel the tv to see if it was warm and then check the garbage for beer cans when he got home. As a result, I took to sitting in the…