Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
For Fandango’s Flashback Friday, I reached back to the days when we still thought that maybe there might be lasting consequences for the lies.
This was originally published in September, 2018.
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she said but he said
wilting efforts and fresh lies
laid bare to the world
Double thanks to Putting My Feet in the Dirt and RonovanWrites
days became decades
forged in fire but still easy
our love endures all
Click on any one of the 12 pictures. Read the divination and write whatever comes to mind.
I landed on the card above. We’ve been together for 42 years, so this one really resonated. Visit Reena’s page to read more.
as gold turns to ash
the barren branches quiver
but the green may wane
as spring can bring a swift frost
and each day may be our last
Thanks to Yvette for a thoughtful prompt.
https://tankatuesday.com/2025/09/23/tankatuesday-poetry-challenge-no-31-just-one-day-09-23-25/
Clutter and Chaos
Broken Shells Left in a Wreck
Monday Morning Mess
Just a little happy Monday food memory. Thanks to the following for the prompts of WRECK and MESS. Join us!
rough like bark and brush
babbling water turns putrid
as the snake returns
with false speech and slight of hand
his rap still charms the sparrows
(Image credit: Matt Wuerker | Copyright 2021 Andrews McMeel Syndication)
This Sunday, Benda gives us the following words in her Sunday Whirl:
hands brush water sparrows snake babbling slot rap piped bark exiled speech
Doesn’t really help to vent but I had to go where the words take me!
Tina Stewart Brakebill 