Lead to lunacy Yusuf Feline sings Moon Shade Suffering slows time Three minutes seem much longer Culturally biased prompt

Gone   At Foster and Cleveland, light red as Rudolph’s nose, Daddy turned and said, “I have the ‘riginal Gone with the Wind. It’s untouched, still in the wrapper.” I’ve never seen that. “How could you not? I bought it for you.” Well, it’s still…

She wondered at baby birds She recognized Nature as the source knew the value of soil and bugs of picnics and pussywillows and gloried that bright summer night to read the newspaper outside by the light of the moon

  Hour 10 (Marathon Prompt – listen to the song Moon Shadow by Cat Stevens and start writing as soon as the song is over.  Some of you know, maybe not all of you, that we have a dog that we named Cat Stevens.  Second…

The old tales speak of the moonshadow, following after the farmers in full moon’s light Don’t be fooled by the reaper disguised, as the shadow cast by the full moon’s light   There’s work to do but it can wait Leave the plough, bring the…

Terror terror come alive vile, scary stuff as opposed to fiction whatever it be for me, is freaky the demons and boogeys crawling out of the shadows, trees are Covid and death horrors haunting our breath crushing lungs, killing loved ones have people praying and…

No one said anything about My Bilbo Baggins perm Because they can’t remember What my hair had been   I am the listener Little attention to me How are you?  they ask Without waiting for answers   I reach into my pocket Searching for the…

Small hands dart quickly towards a vanishing yellow orb. Reaching for the flash of an undefined spot in the playful dark of the settling, country night, where the firefly was perceived alight but has already floated past, catching spark again, a few feet ahead of…

Usually I’m a pretty happy-go-lucky guy But lately, an anvil of dread has been tied onto me My reservoirs of faith have been depleted and uncertainty is king here But from the Sahara, a dust storm is on its way Powerful winds with their mythical…

Talk, or Not? And wouldn’t it be quiet then? if talking were not required I think I should like to sit ever silent lose the constraints of society my need to keep up my end of the conversation – gone mouth shut, but not firmly…