He didn't want to be seen to err in naming his heir, For his death then would lead to a din of massive size. But, the little minx that others saw as trash brought him joy, As playing her bass accordion was the base of his life's highs. Written for the Saturday Mix of April... Continue Reading →
To Travel Like the Birds: Weekend Writing Prompt #202
Palm Coast, Florida Like the birds, I want to travel yonder in the distance, To places beyond the horizons that I can easily see. I want to take the longer road, before I am unable To travel the world on my own strength effectively. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles: Yonder in 44... Continue Reading →
Fair Warning: Stay Out of My Orbit
I am not a great driver, Haven't driven in nearly a year. I'm erratic behind the wheel, Leaping from petulant to affable, I fear. So, I warn everyone in my orbit, If you see me coming, watch out! It would be better for you If you simply took another route. Written for the Weekend Writing... Continue Reading →
The Call of the Wild Soothes Me: Weekend Writing Prompt #197
From ebird.org The call of the birds in the trees Causes me to look up in jealousy. Their colorful breasts like winter clothes Warms them, as they sing their melodies. I'm granted the opportunity to listen And be soothed by this chance encounter. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #197 from Sammiscribbles: Call in 41... Continue Reading →
Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #106
Photo from Google Home Photo Frame The exalted mountains smile at the hopeful scene below them! Robust bisons now fill the valleys where once roamed their dead kin. No invoice was given to Mother Earth for the land sale or her losses, But, nature, in her sprightliness, endures despite the greed of men. Written for... Continue Reading →
Love Never Dies: A Story of Love for the Sunday Writing Prompt
A Valentine's Day gift from my Husband, Douglas, two years ago! She got lost on the way to the latest museum. Traveling alone near Aberdeen, Scotland, she had two things on her mind as she approached a small village: rest and food. She wasn't looking for romance, as no one had ever shown an interest... Continue Reading →
Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner, Week #6
MorgeFiles e32881395fc4c55bc54564d3da961 Kendall was overjoyed at the delicious thrill of rappeling down the mountain! Reputed to be a workaholic, in truth, there was nowhere on the planet that he would rather be right now. He had worked extreme hours because the other two members of his team, Jeff and Michelle, were persistent in their efforts... Continue Reading →
Misunderstandings Abound: Three Things Challenge #494
What the eyes don't see doesn't stop one believing, If the meanings of regular words are misunderstood. No matter how much you try to educate a person, It's hard to get them to believe their way isn't good. Simple words like rights, unity, ethics, and morality Tend to get lost so often in politic wrangling... Continue Reading →
We Make Our Own Luck: Sunday Writing Prompt
Walking early on the trail from his house to the village, Jonathan lingered near the old oak tree where it was believed that you could find an occasional four-leaf clover, which was rumored to bring good luck. He greatest want was to have his dress designs seem by a famous designer and be offered a... Continue Reading →
Democracy is an Action Word: Three Things Challenge #473
I have come to realize that to keep a democracy true to its intent, you can't rest on what happened years ago. You must constantly be thoughtful, asking oneself what must I do today to ensure that no one can weaken the rights and freedoms tomorrow that people died to secure for me and for... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 