She planned to go at first light. But as the rays filtered through the slats, she felt a moment of doubt. No! It had to be now. If she didn’t go now, she’d never go. Her ‘no’ spun into a maybe until it was a yes. Then she’d be stuck. Forever. No! Now beckoned.… Continue reading Following the Sun
feeling gratitude for harmonic convergence and tranquil echoes In the current world context in which everything SUCKS, I’m trying to practice gratitude. I’m not very good at it! Thanks to Sue and Ronovan for (at least) reminding me to try! Sue's Write Photo Challenge Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge
the light beckons me into the dim passageway and offers me hope Thanks to Sue and Write Photo for the inspirational photo. Click here for details.
Ben was patient. He could wait. No couples or guys. Girls or little kids or moms were best. He could outrun them. His back ached but he’d wait. For the perfect target. SPLAT! Shock. Fear. Relief. Then anger or laughter. Run or bow? That space of unknown. That moment. Perfection. This 280 character tale about… Continue reading TWBB* Strikes Again
A sea unending Shifting countless grains of sand Inspiring wonder Thanks to Sue for the inspirational photo. Click here to find out more.
When the moon beckons Let yourself rise in the light Uninhibited Uninhibited Let yourself rise in the light When the moon beckons When the moon beckons Let yourself rise in the light Emancipated Not sure if this is any kind of actual poetic form or just three separate haiku strung together but I like it… Continue reading When the Moon Beckons
MADNESS TAKES ITS TOLL LIKE THE CLOUDS BEFORE THE DAWN DANCING WITH THE LIGHT ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thanks to Fandago's Word Prompt (madness) for taking my mind to one of my favorite shows of all time. And thanks to Sue's Photo Prompt for the added inspiration. Originally my brain took the "madness takes its toll" idea to a DARK… Continue reading dancing with the light
I didn’t plan a Part II but when the muse strikes …. You can find the original Cassie & Nessie here. And now the story continues ... Not for the first time, Liam stared at Cassie and wondered if being in a coma was like dreaming. Months had passed since they found her floating face-down… Continue reading Cassie & Nessie (Part II)
May 30, 1893 Dearest John. It finally arrived. I was scared that it wouldn’t get here in time for your birthday but it came on the train yesterday. Daddy will be angry but there’s nothing he can do about it now. When I saw our names together I fell to my knees. I love you… Continue reading Dearest John
I’d noticed the lights when I left the motel. They never got closer. But they also never dropped back. It was like we were attached by an invisible static line. I told myself I was being paranoid but a line from that movie he loves kept running through my mind. “Who are those guys”?… Continue reading The Lights