Harry Potter

Girls shriek and twisted around dangerously, Orange lights grow large Insect eyes were windows, Touched the ground as lightly as a shadow “Never again” Marched in obediently Foraging for scraps of rotten food  

Lounging

I am a cat in the summer heat with a soft breeze that blows through my ruffled fur soaking the rays of sun deep down to my bones browning my whiskers– or burning them, really since I’ve never been good at tanning

Banana Man

Banana man Sad and groggy Soaked in milk And feeling soggy.   Life looses it’s a”peel” When you find out, YOU’RE the meal.   And not just a funny fruit!!

Prompt 14, Hour 11

Dear Cristy, Sitting at the Hairdressers, 1984 ___________________________________________ Don’t do it! Only two days before the drive across the Rockies, through the pass a ferry ride to the island, then drive up the curving highway home to my second home – back to Comox for…

Hour 12 : Arigatoo

another hour starts as the last one ends and so ends my journey for today. I have been here but for a short while a moment of happiness a feeling of belonging and the spirit of never giving up this short moment held all that…

Birthday

Like a paper old cocoon I have bent back the husk of another year and scuffled it open,   and only time will say if it reveals a dream or a nightmare.   J. Pratt-Walter 6/22/2019

For Thyself, Myself

Attention Dearly Departed, I believe you are aware of the consequences of your actions and even your inactions. If by chance you are somehow ignorant of the aforementioned maladies of character and have perchance kept hold of some lofty idea of a Prince Charming coming…

Magic Mirror

I wish I had a magic mirror,  for memories do fade away,  to only look back once more,  on yesterday’s,  today. To be able to hold this magic mirror in my hand,  to look and see,  remember,  cry,  and try to understand. To never Wonder…

Hour 11 – Doctor Who

Doctor Who  When The Doctor encounters something he has never experienced before, his face lights up with delight and with wonder he exclaims, “That’s new!”   What has The Doctor learned in his centuries-long life that allows him to greet new threats with the same…

Ode to Fireball

He’s the golden voice that soars along with the eye in the sky Fireball Turnbull is always ready to take off and fly Making sure that every traffic alert, both large and minute Is sent across the airwaves to save our commute And when the…