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… Continue reading Who’s Counting
no more comic books or picturing his first shave no more sneaking drinks or pretending not to hear two ten main street is no more Thanks to Fandango for the thought-provoking photo. It reminded me of the sad Covid-19 reality that some things may never come back. Not sure why my mind went to barbershops, but… Continue reading his first barber
disguised by deceit as they race for the dollar unmoved by our pain Photo Illustration by Erik Carter Thanks to Ronovan Writes for today's haiku challenge. Our words were cloak (for which I substituted disguised) and race. The challenge inspired me but the opinions are my own. And my apologies to elephants everywhere. They are… Continue reading trampled
as the world transforms two minds and two hearts connect synchronicity Thanks to Colleen. This week's challenge required a poem using synonyms only for the word prompts of transition and harmony so I substituted in transforms and synchronicity. Head over to her page for details and some great writing.
Today, Fandango asks us to consider whether we think it’s premature for states to be lifting the stay-at-home, shelter-in-place, and social distancing restrictions? Or do you believe that it’s about time they were rescinded? Once they are removed, how quickly are you likely to resume living your life as you did in the pre-pandemic days?… Continue reading Is that wallpaper moving or have murder hornets invaded (my mind)?!
I as elephants brawl and the foolish close their eyes only the grass aches II monsters laugh with glee when the preying buzzards swirl o’er the barren shell This haiku set was inspired by current times. Read into them what you will. Thanks to FOWC and the prompt of “crazy” for which I substituted “foolish.”… Continue reading only the grass
The view looked like some kind of soulless painting. Beautiful but no signs of life. She used to know the names for artistic stuff like that. Photorealistic, maybe? Hell. It was all apocalyptic now. Unexpectedly, tears blurred her vision. She thought her grief had run its course but seeing those empty chairs. So expectant. So… Continue reading after now
Frustrated, Jane muted the tv and glared at her roommates. Returning Jane’s glare, Peter lit up a joint and took a deep hit before blowing the smoke directly into her face. “Damn it! Pete. You know I’ve got a Zoom meeting.” “Not my problem. Shield your face. Wear one of those damn masks you keep… Continue reading Whatever Gets You Through the Night. It’s Alright.
another day gone the same sun setting on all together apart Thanks, as always, to Sue and her #writephoto challenge. Visit her site for details and more great writing. We are STRONGER TOGETHER!
I’ve been taking a sculpture class (read more about that at Great Cheeks! ) and before the world collapsed and it got canceled I managed to get my first piece fired. I brought it home and on Friday I “bronzed” it (using acrylic paints ) as part of our first pandemic-sponsored-at-home-art-day. Behold it in all… Continue reading The Head Beside Me