A young girl, age seven maybe eight ran jovially through rain splashing in every puddle as she moved Her mom, trailing behind smiles for her child, but her eyes betray her. She is listless. The world has a way of robbing us of even the…
Category: Miscellaneous
Think About It
In high school, I played Charlotte in Charlotte’s Web. I didn’t like spiders at all, they gave me the heeby-jeebies. Still, I was grateful for the role. It was small, simple, a kid’s play. An hours worth of short scenes retelling a beloved children’s story….
love song ~erasure
Let us go then, you and I, evening is spread upon a table; Let us go, muttering retreats, Of restless nights in cheap hotels with oyster-shells: a tedious argument Of insidious intent To lead overwhelming question … Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”…
Mya, our dog
Mya was part of the family She was easy to figure out Always ready idle threats didn’t go under her radar She was about as kind as I was Our keeper until her death reminding us just how unpredictable tomorrow can be We have…
Goodnight!
My pillow caresses my head Whispering, “It’s time to come to bed.” I nod sleepily and nozzle in Creating a cocoon in my blanket I’m preparing to fall asleep But there’s a brightness penetrating my eyelids I peek out of one eye I’ve forgotten the…
Prompt 26 Hour 21
She was all fight and no promise, as wild as they come. A kitten to milk she would never be But a lioness to prey Always. C. Churchill
Being Stuck
Being stuck sucks Specially when you dont know what to do You panic, you cry, you want fresh air But all you get is disappointment You oppose being unable to move But you have to give up to the circumstances You feel the walls are…
Hour 21 LION
I think it’s dandy That lions make themselves so Independent… From waaay over there!
Rediscovery (An Acrostic, Hour Twenty)
Rediscovery Failure Is hard for me. Never do I Dare to accept or admit defeat. I‘m invincible, right? Not on your nelly! Grief has whooped My arse in Every way imaginable. A once in a lifetime love Gone forever. An eighteen plus year…
T.S. Eliot, the Love song, my response
I choose not to steal words from your mind to my write, I thank You, I understand, An old soul grown old, they change but I remain, Trapped in thought, Dreaming of the chase, The man caught in the middle, chased by the spotlight and…