in hope we inscribe the page where the heart speaks words writ where all can see Thanks to Putting My Feet in the Dirt for the beautiful phrase: the page where the heart speaks words.
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
Choose wisely or be forever frustrated. Double thanks for the inspiration for my words of wisdom (haha!) to Soul Searcher's Six Word Story Prompt of "forever" and Linda's SoCS prompt to use a word starting with "ch." T'was fun!
tune it out and still the chatter just for today Author's Photo Thanks to Sammi for her 10 word challenge using the word "tune." Trying to take my own advice today! 🙂
dark gives way to light a nova bursts then dies life’s circle unveiled as the stars of the night sky reveal themselves de novo Thanks to Colleen and Sally for this week's Tanka Tuesday theme: the night sky. Check it out!
footsteps in the sand brief pages of perfection in the book of life (Image credit; Akshay Premjith- Pixabay) Thanks to Putting My Feet in the Dirt for the great prompt phrase (pages of perfection) and to Sadie for Keeping it Alive and for the great photo! Visit their sites for more writing and the rules of the… Continue reading footsteps
Sweet or salty? I choose both. Sometimes the simplest choices have profound meaning. Inspiration thanks to Linda's SoCs word prompt "choices" and to Soul Searcher's challenge to tell a story in six words using the prompt "sugar." Visit their sites for other great contributions and to get the skinny on the rules.
the valley hidden we laugh as we reach the peak denying our fate Thanks for the inspiration to Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge
Words wrung from the depths Expeditious writing But late yet again Thanks to Linda's SoCS challenge to use "xp" It brought me to the lovely and intimidating word (which rarely applies to my writing): expeditious.
Mom always hated grandma’s house. She complained constantly. “It’s like living in a funeral parlor. Flowers everywhere and all that ridiculously ugly gold crap. Hideous!” Thankfully. Gran refused to change a thing. Everything was old and kinda tacky but real. That’s what made it special. Her too. She was my safe place. A counter to… Continue reading Keeping it Real