Black and White with a Touch of Gray Crystal clear and black and white Things seem so cut and dry And yet, sometimes that is not quite The case before one’s eyes More times than not, a touch of gray Is accurate to view As…

Prompt for Hour Twelve – Text Prompt Closets are a big deal inside a house, but also metaphorically. One can be in the closet, or come out of it, for example, But they are also places of safety and joy for small children, or where…

Mandala Each fiber is woven and intricate Each strand in tandem with the next Individuality that joins together A band of sisters, standing as one A simplistic beauty, measured by a dream A dream of art, the gift of life That measures the test of…

Prompt eleven – Text Prompt “Extraordinary in Ordinary”- pick an ordinary object and make it extraordinary. You can do it by giving it some special attributes or a different background and story.   The Handkerchief   Almost redundant these days This humble square of cotton…

Ode to the Air Conditioner Oh! A/C how I praise thee! Through all these hot summer days I may sometimes hide beneath blankets But you’re here in my debt and my praise I would never make it without you With you, I’ve the strength to…

It was a cold morning on the bayou. I looked outside and noticed the light bulb by the carport had broken. I grabbed a jacket, while taking a sip of my cinnamon beet juice and headed outside to replace the light. A tremor came over…

The Flame to Your Stars   Out in the desert, a sky filled with stars I sit in the darkness, a fire burns afar I shine light upon it and realize the view The stars, the flame, the light – all for you I think…

Hour Seven Tethered to breath a rise and fall of chest- a lift of torso and a spirit, or what is left. Triggering the vagus a nerve once shaking as it’s coiled in suspended animation until the breath’s release, and to which pulse can now…

Swan Lake Swan Lake for some is but a dance But, here, it is vacation A camping trip that at a glance Yields rest and relaxation Picturesque hints of crystal blue Meet up with forest green A break from life, a fond adieu From all…

A Crime of Passion (or Not) Shards of glass, strewn everywhere, scattered beneath the moonlit sky Brown footprints appear to dot the windowsill – a clear sign of forced entry perhaps Inside, chaos ensues Tossed memories, loose leaf dreams, lots of questions The glass appears…