I want to walk through heather, Enjoying the beauty of the moors! Oh, let me smell the sweetness on a Scottish hillside, As we walk together outdoors. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Heather in 27 words.
They've antipathy towards the usual and mundane, Preferring to be quixotic in their modus operandi. Unperturbed by others' judgments of them, Their unconventional ways are fine and dandy. I've wanted to be viewed as a zany personality, But I own the trophy in winning others' approval. I stick with the conventional ways of living, Not... Continue Reading →
Photo from Pikist.com I walked among the mysterious and beautiful megaliths from long ago, And I wondered who built them and what they were meant to celebrate. Then, I touched the rock and felt a warmth and joy fill my soul, And I somehow knew that it was love's victory over hate. Written for the... Continue Reading →
Caroline awoke with her beagle, Bailey, licking her face. "Stop, Bailey," she said. "Mama trying to sleep!" But, Bailey wouldn't cease from his attempts to wake her. Dogs are sentient animals, capable of perceiving things. Because Bailey sensed that something was wrong with this woman he adored, he determined to wake her, so she could... Continue Reading →
Oceans seem endless, But somewhere is a shore. Problems seem the same, But, soon, they are no more. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Endless in 18 words exactly.
Callie wondered if the new neighbors moving in across the street would allow her to love them. She'd had good reason to be a misanthrope, avoiding human society as much as possible, until that fateful day. Head down, hiding the burn marks on her face that people claimed made her look like a raccoon, Callie's... Continue Reading →
From Pikist Statues of the great men and women stand tall for all to see and enjoy. But they draw loads of pigeons that land on them and find rest. And if you stand still too long looking up at the beauty that is Venice, You might become a peristeronic place for pigeons to nest.... Continue Reading →
He is cavalier to people hurting and dying, And he is unable to feel compassion or empathy. He sits surrounded by much splendor, And cannot be bothered to feel any sympathy. Calling for schools and colleges to reopen, Regardless of the surges and spikes of disease. How did we get so callous about others' lives,... Continue Reading →
It isn't always easy for people to understand The sygyzy between love and hate. The very thin line between them means we Don't see the difference until it's too late. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Sygyzy in 30 words. I had to look this word up and ponder it.... Continue Reading →
What a windbag that Gerald turned out to be, Never knowing when he'd said enough. It was futile for people to try to ignore him, For he would just add in some extra fluff. His words would never inspire anyone, For his life of ease no one begrudged. And though his remarks were unwelcomed, On... Continue Reading →