Prompt Hour 7

  ABILITY I thought I could become a Mathematician Till I came across Differentiability I thought I could become a Chemist Till I came across Malleability I thought I could become a cook Till I came across palatability I thought I could be a gymnast…

One Look

One look And my guard falls to hell Every ounce of survival instinct falters And my heart melts to mush Memories flash in my minds eye Scorching and heady Arms and legs tangled in sweat Cheats heaving Lips smashing into each other With fervor One…

Horseshoe Lake (Prompt 7)

Red-and-white bobber, awaiting a fish undulating with the most minute of waves unsyncopated rhythm, delicate gliding over water – visual mantra of my youth sitting on the end of grandparents’ dock red-and-white bobber, awaiting a fish patience a virtue strange to age nine unless passing…

Hour 7

who knew that weeding the garden could spark a neighbor to do the same my actions for the benefit of the herbs hers for the summer melons   to empower a community of strangers who knew that weeding the garden could jump-start a nascent movement…

Hour 7 image prompt –

A swing in yellow A field behind Always reminds me of summers past And how the winter comes on so fast The warm summer sun replaced by Brisk autumn breezes Soon replaced by frozen winter rain  

Aviator

Reach for the skies Climb higher, higher Powering into the blue Shake the earth as you Reach for the skies Achieving lift-off Aiming for the moon Begins with flying. Reach for the skies!