Flashback post for Fandango's Flashback Friday 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… Continue reading The Lights
Dreaming of freedom. Thoughts of bacon are banished. Steve drifts out to sea. photo by Jakob Owens via Unsplash Thanks to Three Line Tales for this wonderful reason to write this haiku style short tale about pigs (which I love). Short version instructions include Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).… Continue reading Steve the Pig
shimmering and new too luminous to conceal dawn’s first light rises Thanks to Sue and her #writephoto challenge. New day. New hope!
golden eyes glimmer holding sway, their gaze pierces penetrating me Thanks to Susi at I Write Her for her great photo inspiration.
hidden in the flames our secrets sizzle and snap reduced to ashes Thanks to Sue and her #writephoto challenge.
happiness unfound awake, we dream of the day when dawn returns joy Questions that occur to me as I ponder happiness: Can happiness be “unfound”? And if it can, does that mean it’s been lost or just remains unknown? Is ignorance really bliss? Is happy is as happy does? And is there really such a… Continue reading Pondering Happiness
heart aflame, I cry my burning lips spilling pain as I am engulfed Image by Gloria Williams from Pixabay Thanks to Patricia's Place and her In Other Words challenge for the wonderful inspiration.
Rising wall of blue Chaos spins from his still eye Exodus denied Thanks to Susi at I Write Her for a great photo challenge. I live in Florida, so obviously Dorian has been on my mind for the last week. Feel free to interpret this piece as a statement on that bitch! Thankfully, we got off pretty… Continue reading Spinning Chaos
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
to defy ennui a message in a bottle washed ashore today bearing the bones of our past as starkly bleached harbingers This bleak message was written as a response to the image by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay courtesy of the wonderful Colleen's Tanka Tuesday Poetry Photo Challenge. Click for details and other contributions. For some reason, this week's… Continue reading bones of our past