hidden worlds – hour 12

as a child, I liked to find little places to hide a shrub, I pretended was a jungle a blackberry bush, where the neighborhood cat joined me and for a short time, my own closet I’d bring in a book and a lamp and for…

Pressed flower (nonet)

White-veined blue petals, a loving heart, Is this nature, or is it art? Flower pressed inside a book Evokes a loving look– Of a love that’s lost Of years long past Was it you Who wore Blue?

Death Be Common

Death be common for the rat in the trap. Death be common for the soldier with a broken bootstrap. Death be common for predator and prey. Death be common in a world of decay.   The price of your life is not without a tag,…

Night and day

My strong nocturnal nature is continually at loggerheads with my propensity for early rising, taking in a new day shortly after it begins, racing the sun squeezing in sleep after a long day prior to quickly starting another I have yet to reconcile my propensity…

Prompt 12 – Moonlight Shimmered

Moonlight shimmered On sweat across her Breastbone that Rose and fell with The wind’s breath Flitting along the lake Under a netted canopy Sprinkled with stars that Sparkled across the Gleam of her teeth and Glisten of her eyes as I Beheld her glory in…

Sleeping at the lake

Summer nights at the lake frequently found me asking if I could go to bed early, thus confounding my elders who knew from others the battles waged getting visiting grandchildren in bed but we were studious viewers of the channel 7/12 news with special attention…