Chico’s Mom

What am I?

Good afternoon everyone. Here is a new, what am I picture. Hint: I can be found outside. If no one gets the right answer, I’ll give you another clue tomorrow. Happy guessing. ❓ This the last: what am I? The two things are not related.

Winter Season

L4 and L5 Oscar hadn’t had any more trouble with his back, that Esther knew about. They went on a walk to the lake. Oscar held her hand, playing with her fingers as they walked. As they turned from the main road onto the dirt path leading to the lake, he cleared his throat. “IContinue reading “Winter Season”

Useless: a haiku

Less? Worthless! Useless!Oxygen thief! Move over!Others are in need! 🌏 I was listening to a video on YouTube the other day by Alux.com and they used the phrase ‘oxygen thief’. It’s been sitting in my iPhone notes, waiting for the right moment to come out and play. My readers might see this again. 😉

The bubble machine: a haiku

Winter Season

Last night The urge to pee forced him to get out of bed. His entire body ached. Where was she? She wasn’t in the bed with him. After he painfully went to the bathroom, he went back to the bedroom, there she sat in the bed. “How are you feeling?” She smiled at him. “WhatContinue reading “Winter Season”

Dream: poetry slam

In my dream, a group of us were at a poetry slam. Never been to one but I’ve seen them on t.v. The group I was with was indifferent. One impatient. Another member of our group kept trying to get ‘impatient’ to enjoy. A young lady with flowers in her hair approached me and withContinue reading “Dream: poetry slam”

Winter Season

Week one The first week of testing was over. Oscar was a dead dog when he crawled into his SUV after work. He picked up his phone to see that he had a text from Esther. Call me on your way home. Hope you had a great day. Love Ess He sat in the parkingContinue reading “Winter Season”

Daily prompt 1886

WordPress says I answered the daily prompt. If I did, it was in my sleep. I have learned that if you add a seasonal reference to a haiku it’s call a kigo. SPRING

Happy day; a haiku

Winter Season

Live in a cave? “When we get married, where do you want to live?” Oscar asked. Esther was curled up in his lap as they sat on her back porch watching a storm roll in. “I’ve not given it any thought.” He held her a little tighter. “I could move in here with you.” “CouldContinue reading “Winter Season”