Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
Grandpa, do you remember meeting gramma?
Of course. It was a blind date. Meaning I’d never met her. Not even a photograph. Then Betty opened the door. She was a vision. So beautiful. My heart was immediately full of love.
It was your heart that was suddenly full, was it? [wink]
Betty! Don’t be nasty.
That explains the “empty” gas tank at Lover’s Lake.
Betty! [wink]
[66 Words]
Inspired by word prompts of VISION, FULL, and EMPTY, this little story basically wrote itself!
alarm bells ring out
the moon looms in the heavens
my nightmare made real
devious beauty
the golden lava cascades
foretelling the end
Oops-I’m back with some doom and gloom. Thanks to Linda and Susi for the inspiration.
at the beginning
the day dawns on the big game
my eye on the prize
seasons come and go
without beginning or end
from a bird’s eye view
Thanks to SoCS and SenHai Saturday for the inspiration!
seven minutes gone
time moving like molasses
bittersweet and slow
and the scent carries me back
to bygone weekend mornings
at first blush hopeful
till the bruise stains the bounty
the blossom endures
Rory McEwen (British, 1932-1982)
I recently visited an exhibit of Rory McEwen’s paintings and I was blown away. His work is magnificent. I was really caught off guard by how much emotion a flower or a leaf or an onion (!) could convey. If you ever have the chance to see his work, take it! When I read today’s SoCS prompt word (BLUSH), I immediately thought of him.
Tina Stewart Brakebill 