Hour 13 – Ellis’s Dream

Prompt for Hour Thirteen Re: http://www.charleyproject.org/cases/a/abdulfaruq_jamal.html Ellis had problems Her heart was in the right place Her overworked mind seldom was Back home after a brutal night shift Forty winks with the blinds down Seemed like a good idea In her dreams Ellis found Basil playing…

Greetings bridges to life

    Coming home from work A tiny jubilant voice from a kid Saying “ Welcome Home Papa!” Embracing his father as kid giggles in pure elation   Receiving something yet unexpected One surely uttered “ Thank you” with sheer gusto Complemented with “You’re most…

What do you see?

Look at the sun, What do you see? The star, God Feel heat or a motivator? Which tells you That one will always rise again!   Look at the moon What do you see? A lover, A satellite Feel nice or strength ? Which tells…

BLACK WALNUTS

my least favorite garden garnishment to harvest; unlike pecans which just fall from the tree ready to crack, black walnuts grow in thick green coats, that turn black when mature; the only way to harvest the delectable snack is to peel that dark, staining coat…

Mariokart

Destroying friendship As we scream and throw Red shells at each other Mariokart a staple of How much time we once have Hours on end Dodging banana peels The best of childhood

Prompt 18 – Pounce

Soft pads lightly stalked Across the forest floor As black fur blended Into shadows of the undergrowth, Hiding the small predator from its target. What little light remained From a clouded moon Shone on sharp, Golden eyes on a dormouse locked – Perfect for a…

NINETEEN

The girl in the apartment upstairs vacuumed every day — the burr and clatter of the building’s Hoover racketing across wood floor, linoleum, bumping baseboards — the thump of wheels running over the sill between rooms — the motor hum and vibration — that was…

18

My body practices each month to hold and let go. The habit of opening and pain caused by something leaving. But my husband has the character for carrying. I love too much and not enough. Attach and leave. My mother fluctuated. Her pride in the…

Olive the pet cat

Olive, the pet cat had olive green eyes. I was seven when I picked her from some roadside. I cannot recall the exact place. She looked starved. So I got her home. Named her olive which my friends said was funny for a cat. It…