Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
Calling an Uber, Brad was pissed. Who does she think she is? Witch!
He was built for another time. Taking the 6120 to Chicago. Traveling in style. Drink in hand. No complaints about his butt. Dames knew their place.
A muddy splash broke his reverie.
Above it all. She smiled.
276 characters inspired by the photo above and written for this week’s Twittering Tales #127.
Such fun!
when day turns to night
the echo of your heartbeat
stays my fleeing soul
Thanks to Ronovan Writes for the inspiration.
I used synonyms today: echo and heartbeat (for sound) and heartbeat and fleeing (for motion).
ripples stir the calm
as indigo shadows fall
rising, she stands guard
I think the current craziness of my life is reflected in the direction (away from tranquil!) this haiku traveled! But much thanks to Sue for the photo prompt. It felt good to write a bit of something! ❤
drops float in the air
a prism of light and color
held in a moment
before they swim to the earth
bathing the colors of spring
Thanks for the inspiration to Ronovan Write’s Haiku Challenge (float/swim) and Colleen’s Poet’s Choice Tanka Tuesday Challenge
laughter becomes tears
as a fragile truce breaks
reckoning the end
Thanks to the following great sites for the inspiration.
Tina Stewart Brakebill 