I already learned about fractions. Like half a dollar is 50 cents? No. One slice is one quarter of a pie? No. “Thanks to Hamilton our cabinet’s fractured into factions … breaking down like fractions.” History: check. Thanks Broadway. Thanks to Sammi's Challenge to use FACTION in a 39 words story and to… Continue reading Today’s Home School
as tomorrow calls no longer under his spell a heart returns home Welcome back to Sue's Write Photo Challenge Thanks for the photo inspiration and word (return) Glad you're feeling better. Plus thanks to Linda's JusJoJan Challenge for the perfect word (spell) to finish my mood.
memories unbound dusky hunger-sated nights giving way at dawn Image Credit: Lovers by Harry Hollard, 1982 Inspired by the image provided by Mind Love Misery Menagerie's Photo Challenge and Word Craft Poetry poet's choice.
A tale to be told? Once brothers in law but now eternal neighbors. Thanks to Linda's JusJoJan Challenge (neighbor) and to Fandango's FOWC (instead) for the inspiration for this tale as old as time.
Dreams for tomorrow. Fingertips tracing my face with child like wonder. Love growing in the pauses as our hearts beat together. Thanks for the inspiration to Linda's JusJoJan Challenge (fingertips) and to Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge (child / grow).
seeking to avoid an unchosen destiny she slips through the gap like a whisper in the night a bounded servant no more I love cemeteries. A recent visit to the historic Oaklawn Cemetery in Tampa inspired thoughts about escaping an unwanted destiny; whether that fate is death or something else is up to the reader… Continue reading defying destiny (a tanka)
Negative vibes deleted. Love magnet available. Thanks to the Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (delete) and Linda's SoCS Challenge (magnet) for today's inspiration.
Yesterday beckons A promise cloaked in red, still Autumn days wither Image credit; Shche- Team @ Unsplash Thanks to Sadje's WDYS Challenge for the inspiration.
Some days were better than others. He’d leave the house. Buy groceries. Walk in the park. Feed the squirrels. Try to go on without her. But most days were bad. On those days he’d stay in bed. Thinking only of her. Hurting as badly as he had that first day without her. And then there… Continue reading a better day
Am I a dreamer? Still full of hope as I yearn. Or am I a clown? Yes, says the face in the glass with your destiny foretold. Image courtesy of Forgottenx at DeviantArt I’m not sure that this piece fits perfectly into any of the challenges that inspired me today. So apologies if… Continue reading quixotic musings