Love is a mosquito buzzing around your head. Love is a concept, someone once dared. Love is lost. Love itself is a cost. Love is empty. Love? Simply? Love is cruel. Love will kick you like a stubborn old mule. Love is an idea, written about in books, poems, songs, movies sold. Love has beenContinue reading “Love is”
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Sing Mr. Bluejay
Delicate
Sing Mr. Bluejay
Sing Mr. Bluejay, sing sing the beginning of spring sing Mr. Bluejay, sing
In my youth
Up or down? Smile or frown? Front or back? Should I eat a snack? Right or left? Is this too big to heft? Under or over? Faster or slower? Which way do I go? Just go with the flow? No matter; it will be wrong. Was I this way in my youth? This or that?Continue reading “In my youth”
Fall y’all
The heat and humidity of summer sucks the life from my very soul. Like a tick on a dog, draining my life force is its goal. Day in and day out. It’s enough to make this girl pout. Heat. Humidity. Humidity. Heat. Everyday is on repeat. But fall. Oh, but FALL. Lower humidity. Cool, crispContinue reading “Fall y’all”
Fallin’ leaves
It feels-
like a pebble in your shoe. A morning without the dew. Sand between your toes. A dull ache that forever grows. Loneliness that burns brighter than the sun. Heart, mind and soul eternally a pawn. Each thing of beauty, a constant reminder that we are not a skillful finder. The moon, stars, a flower thatContinue reading “It feels-“
Have you ever?
Has anyone participated in this? And if so, how did it go? I get these from Goodreads as a means of prompting my work. But participating makes me a little nervous. I’d love to hear your feedback if you have. Thanks
Look what you made me do?!
Woke up late! You wouldn’t let me sleep. Talk, talk, talk all night long. Look what you made me do! I jumped to the ceiling, spilling coffee on my favorite shirt. What’s got you in such a great mood? Look what you made me do! Men don’t hum. What is wrong with you? Look whatContinue reading “Look what you made me do?!”
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