A tale to be told?
Once brothers in law but now
eternal neighbors.

Thanks to Linda’s JusJoJan Challenge (neighbor) and to Fandango’s FOWC (instead) for the inspiration for this tale as old as time.
Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
A tale to be told?
Once brothers in law but now
eternal neighbors.

Thanks to Linda’s JusJoJan Challenge (neighbor) and to Fandango’s FOWC (instead) for the inspiration for this tale as old as time.
seeking to avoid
an unchosen destiny
she slips through the gap
like a whisper in the night
a bounded servant no more

I love cemeteries. A recent visit to the historic Oaklawn Cemetery in Tampa inspired thoughts about escaping an unwanted destiny; whether that fate is death or something else is up to the reader to decide.
But, here’s hoping that 2021 offers some respite from 2020.
Thanks also to Linda’s JusJoJan Challenge word (servant) and to Fandango’s FOWC word (avoid) for giving me added fuel for my vague thoughts.
Yesterday beckons
A promise cloaked in red, still
Autumn days wither

Image credit; Shche- Team @ Unsplash
Thanks to Sadje’s WDYS Challenge for the inspiration.
putrid memories
slip into my mind like rot
as grace is denied

As the kids would say … #mood
Thanks to Fandango’s FOWC and to Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge for providing words that could be used to fit my current state of mind: PUTRID, SLIP, & GRACE.
A figment alleged.
But that vision melts away
as true life bares all.
Image credit: Angele Kamp @ Unsplash
Sadje’s WDYS Challenge today was to think about birthdays …. This got me considering life in general. Is our life imagined anything like our real life? If not, is that good or bad? And more importantly, is it wise to consider these thoughts during a global pandemic and the ongoing threats to democracy in the US? Probably not!
Anyway, thanks to Sadje for the original inspiration and to the WOTD Challenge (figment) and to Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge for this words (life and view, which I subbed in vision.)