It was a quirky house, a little problematic. By the time we left, The furnace was dead. The dishwasher hadn’t worked in years. Windows wouldn’t stay open of their own accord. The wooded ridge behind blocked half the day’s sun. After we left it idle,…

Katrina Requiem It was the house I grew up in. I knew it down to my Mother’s sewing box, The bobbins nestled and cozy Next to the tomato pin cushion, Jewel-toned textiled treasure Peeking through an amber lucite lid. Now there was space. The rebarred…

They turn their head the other way look back again to see her play Where is she? Where did she go? They turn their head for a moment nowhere to show! They screamed her name time and time again! No where to find her A…

Thin blue glass filled With clear water cool in hand Fell before lips touched      

my cyclamen is still alive believe me it’s a miracle the second flush of flowers bloom all pink and poised and lyrical   its perfect little potted place is perched above the microwave beside a friendly maidenhair fern of a feather misbehave   the sun…

#prompt 14, natural environment with unnatural environment The old mansion lay At the end of road Haunted, said many Whose thinking was not broad Rich history that surrounded Warmness that seeped Tainted by superstition Years of stories reaped Insides dark And full of terror Outside…

We talk in general Terms like that thing and this stuff You said use your words  

MELANCHOLIC, YES NOSTALGIC, YES BUT ALL THINGS CONSIDERED, I’VE HAD HAPPY AND SAD MEMORIES OF YOU TO BE CHERISHED AND TO FOREGO ALL AT THE SAME TIME. AN EDIFICE OF HURT, LONELINESS, GUT-WRENCHING PROBLEMS BUT A CITADEL OF CAMARADERIE, SHARING, HUMANITY, COMPANIONSHIP, JOY, RESPECT, AND…

What am I doing… trying to fill the room with sage and bibles and yoga mats and space, I need space, so more things are going to those that have not, I need space, clarity and unmarked carpet… I need space and so I rush…

The graying clouds had overcome the sun Leaving it dreary and depressed Glad to have the heat calmed I knew rain wouldn’t be far behind The hike had been long And I was sore But I hastened my stride Not wanting to be out late…