Prompt Three: La La La (How/Where/Why/What/When)

You wonder how she keeps going about her day when the world is crumbling but she just smiles and reaches across to wipe the crumbs away from the side of your mouth You wonder where she finds the abundant store of resilience and positivity from…

Watermelon Seeds

Watermelon Seeds Swallowing a watermelon seed today took me back to when I was four, thought the seed would implant itself in my stomach roots and tendrils infiltrating my body a nightmare, how comforting it is to know that like watermelon seeds– Swallowing trauma and…

Friends Furever (Hour Three, A Somanka)

Friends Furever   Thwack thwack thwack! My tail wags fast and furiously. I lick your face, rest my head on your chest, listen to you breathe. You are my person!   I can’t help but smile when I walk through the door and find you…

Grief

Grief has a funny way of creeping up on us / one day / feel nothing / numb / another / feel everything / skin buzzing / hive mind / racing thoughts / confusion / resentment / acceptance / denial / back & forth /…

Unified Field Theory of Pandemics

Plague War Death Famine Apocalypse Revolts Suppressions Coups Empires Guns Fires Extinctions Gluttonies Poisons Greed Zombies Werewolves Vampires Ghosts Nightmares Slavery Colonialism racism sexism History Lies Lies Lies Lies Truth-teller Plague War Death Famine Apocalypse

two to three

something was buzzing as we napped beneath the tree of pink pixels   in my ear you snored against my back, soft bark and branch   a hushed breeze the bow breaks and into our laps: a baby

Obstacles, a triolet

Obstacles, a triolet So many obstacles in everyday life Laundry, the kids, and dishes in the sink Oh, how many add to our strife So many obstacles in everyday life Too many to handle for me and my wife Now, the mountain of dishes is…

Restless

Hissing engines Day and night Headlights on high beam Wonderland never sleeps Restlessness the residents’ friend As sleep seems far In the winter land of London Canada Snow vehicles plow Making way for drivers Searching for a path Wonderland never sleeps In the sunny summer…

Hour 3- Filled vessels make the most noise

He stood singing in the empty room, His eyes closed as he travelled through the trills, The sound of his voice bouncing off the walls, Standing alone but filling the entire space. The stage of his mind was elaborately jewelled, Its many colours and lights…

#3- Ballerina

You smile across the table Your eyes locked with her dancing frame Watching, observant, as she gets lost in the music