The cord stretching tight “Shut up David it’s my turn” Giggles and whispers Beep! Call waiting (no don’t go) Crying, as he said goodbye Today at NaPoWriMo our prompt asks us to move backwards in time away from such modern contrivances as podcasts and write a poem that features forgotten technology. This immediately brought… Continue reading one phone to rule them …
Smoke. Strong coffee. The sweet grassy smell of evaporating dew. Birds singing as the sun rose. That delicious sense of freedom. And quiet. Not knowing where she’d be tomorrow. Relishing her role as momma’s “little nomad.” A tiny but furious voice interrupted her reverie. “No! Mad!” Shaking off the past, she turned to now.… Continue reading No! Mad!
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… Continue reading The 6120 to Chicago
This week! I yi yi! No wonder today's Just Jot January prompt reminded me of this commercial from my childhood for the Inch Worm Toy Granted I was probably out of the target age but I had the same reaction then as I do now. You're getting nowhere on that ridiculous thing. Get off that… Continue reading Inch Worm Angst
~~~~Brian & Tina: a love story ~~~~ lavender lipstick ~ met Converse high tops and tux ~ a love story told ~ Many many years ago, a girl met a boy at a bar. All summer long, they drank rum and danced to David Bowie and sang with the Heads. Then summer ended. But the… Continue reading a love story
i wax poetic ~ on mangy mutts and milkmen ~ musing on times past ~ When I was a kid, dogs freely roamed the neighborhood. No leashes or fences to keep them tethered. The whole world was their dog park! That sounds wonderful in a naïve nostalgic way. But, in reality, it meant they were… Continue reading Musings on Mangy Mutts & Milkmen