weep for polar bears sacrificed for avarice as truth is denied When I first saw this pic, I thought it was a sad polar bear looking down at the mess we've made. So here's my second contribution. Thanks Sue!
ripples stir the calm as indigo shadows fall rising, she stands guard I think the current craziness of my life is reflected in the direction (away from tranquil!) this haiku traveled! But much thanks to Sue for the photo prompt. It felt good to write a bit of something! ❤
Resolute they wait Imprisoned in time and space Anticipating Thanks to Sue for the photo inspiration. Find details on her #writephoto challenge and other interpretations here.
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
Looky there! Do ya think someone’s sleeping in that wigwam thing? It’s not a wigwam. It’s a tipi. Tee Pee. Wig Wam. Pig Sty. Whatever. Don’t whatever me. They’re not the same thing. Wigwams are curved. And they’re hard to move. Who cares! I do! People are too casual with facts these days. There’s no… Continue reading The Tipi
wisdom blossoming from an open heart and mind carries love not hate Thanks to Sue's Photo Prompt for today's inspiration. Visit her site for great writing and the #writephoto rules.
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
a captured image contemplates the liberty of its reflection I've been MIA the past few days, so thanks to Sue's Photo Prompt for welcoming me back.
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