No con here, I’m pro peace!
Check out the The Six Word Story Prompt (peace) and Stream of Conscience Saturday prompt (pro/con) for more great stuff. Thanks for the inspiration y’all!
No Con
Category: Random Rants
seeking a blue wave
excess vanity
his verbal diarrhea
infecting us all
Trying to purge as I wait (hope / plan / plot) for a curative blue wave.
Thanks for the inspiration to Fandango’s word of the day (verbal) challenge.
saving ourselves
I’m bought and worn, but
I ain’t no dupe to trick, so
mask on, show up, vote
No one’s coming to save us so we must save ourselves. MASK ON. SHOW UP. VOTE.
Thanks to MindLoveMiserysMenagerie for giving me a forum to vent.
the monkey*
the monkey gazes
adoringly at himself
as they kiss his ass
Views are my own but thanks for the inspiration to Ronovan Writes and his challenge to use chimpanzee (which I subbed in monkey) and kiss in a haiku.
*My apologies to actual monkeys, apes, chimps ….
Cover Illustration by Tim O’Brien for TIME.
Who’s Counting
Three days. It had been three days since they delivered the box. Technically, three days, four hours, and 37 minutes. But who’s counting.
She knew he was there. The gate squeaked. It had been over two weeks since he’d left. Technically 15 days, three hours, and 22 minutes. But who’s counting.
Or 14 days, 21 hours, and 13 minutes since he’d returned. Drunk, sunburned, screaming multiple profanities at her window. But who’s counting.
Maybe he’s dead. Like Benjamin. And Lila. One more makes 213,323. But who’s counting.
Alone. Still. 197 days, three hours, and 23 minutes. But who’s counting.
(99 words. But who’s counting.)
PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays
Thanks to Rochelle and her Friday Fictioners Challenge.
Channeling my negative energy into words. At least I’m writing. UGH!
