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taste my bleeding heart its sweetness drowned in fury battered by the fight In the words of the fabulous Dixie Chicks I'm Not Ready to Make Nice so (try as I might) not even the word prompts of sweet/heart could quell my rage. But thanks for trying Ronovan Writes.
truly, madly, deeply … a song truly, madly, deeply … a movie (with Alan Rickman!) truly, madly, deeply … a partial list of adverbs to be avoided if you want to be a “real” writer (according to conventional “wisdom”) truly, madly, deeply … a partial list of adverbs that inadequately qualify and/or modify how truly,… Continue reading on adverbs and outrage
the steps rise steeper as her tomorrows decline yet still she persists I saw Helene's What Do You See Challenge directly after reading the news of yet another infuriating decision to exert control over women. I am struggling to retain hope for a future where (as a woman) I am considered to be a… Continue reading Still She Persists
Its big eyes just stared unblinking for a minute. “What do you call yourself?” the Fawn said at last. Its tone surprised me. Such a soft sweet voice it had! Oozed like honey. Regret briefly crossed my mind. I pushed it back. “Doesn’t matter.” I replied. “I’m just following orders.” This 50 word piece of… Continue reading Just Following Orders
connecting nature the trees will remain after sharing their message Thanks for the inspiration to Sue and her Write Photo Challenge.
Metaphor? Simile? Musing as she stared. The future is a swirling suck hole. The future is like a swirling suck hole. Same diff. Either way we’re doomed. Metaphorically tipping her hat to end-times, she cranked Bikini Kill. Drowning out the lie. “Fear not we come in peace.” I clearly am reveling in the dark this… Continue reading The End: Metaphor or Simile?
falling for Peter Tinker Bell took a tumble and her light went out This fun little haiku (or this statement on the dangers of falling for an immature emotionally stunted man-child) was inspired by Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge (tumble / tinker).
the battle goes on but we've already lost as bullets rain down This month marks the the anniversary of the Kent State and Jackson State killings. This week, another shooter shot up another campus and the week before that another shooter shot up ... and so on and so on.... Plus, I live in Florida… Continue reading Already Lost
searching the night sky one pair better than just one alone together Inspiration for this haiku challenge comes from this great illustration: “At the Window” – Juliana Kolesova provided by Susi at I Write Her.
God she was exhausted. The constant questions. The scrutiny. Knowing she was being judged. Constantly. About every single thing. Her friends had tried to warn her but she didn’t listen. “It’s not like I’m new at this this.” Her naïve arrogance dripping off her words. But California isn’t like New York they insisted. Now she… Continue reading Bad Decisions
