Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
hope once gone returns resurrecting the story as paradigms shift AUTHOR'S PHOTO I had multiple inspirations today, but it began with Mind Love Misery Menagerie's challenge to write about COPING. Add in the WOTD Challenge to use PLOT (for which I substituted “story”) and Fandango's FOWC prompt of PARADIGM and here we are. Here's to… Continue reading learning to cope (a haiku)
your touch, tremoring a mirror in snowy light our love, reflected Thanks to Fandango's FOWC for the opportunity to indulge my love for Stevie Nicks and Fleetwood Mac.
Nothing could have prepared Sue for the surge. She had always known she was different but this …. This was more than different. This was some freak level stuff. She could feel the agitated hum of the crowd as they realized something wasn’t right. And then a shift. Subtle at first. Agitation turning into fear.… Continue reading Nothing
somewhere far from now we’ll wake to dance again blissfully alive Day Two: Once again, choosing to look for hope in the midst of everything. We'll see how long this lasts! Thanks to Fandango's WOTD Challenge (somewhere) and Sadje's What Do You See Challenge for the inspiration. Photo credit to Joel Valve- Unsplash.
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.
Smickering strangers: A prophesy for shame or Arbitrary love? Thanks for the flirty inspiration to Fandango (arbitrary) and to Tales from the Mind (smicker) And for those of you (like myself) that need to know, one of the the definitions of smicker is "to ogle and smile amorously." So go forth and SMICKER! You never know… Continue reading about last night …
“Someday I’ll get there.” No one could hear her, but she screamed the words. Trying to drown out the cynical voice in her head. But that voice always echoed louder: “You’re making a fool of yourself. Just stop. Stop painting. Stop running. Just stop.” She knew that voice was right. Everyone was gone. Not hiding… Continue reading Someday I’ll Get There
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
reverie broken memories wet on my cheek a dream in a tear Thanks to Putting My Feet in the Dirt and to Fandango for two great ideas that worked perfectly together. Check out their sites for great writing and the rules of the game.
an oncoming storm harbinger of future doom echoes history Double thanks today--to Sue for a fabulously inspirational photo and to Fandango for the perfect companion word (history). Visit their sites for more writing and the rules of the game.
Tina Stewart Brakebill 