Photo from Morguefile Without the rancor I felt at my driving being criticized, I reminded my dear one that I wasn't the one at fault For this debacle that we found ourselves in right now, But he took my righteous anger with a grain of salt. Mapquest had told me to go east at the... Continue Reading →
My marriage is over, and I am sorely lost, So I came to the place I once called home. Here is where I learned to run away from people And to find solace and peace in nature alone. My old friend, Tree, was still there in the woods, But all that's left of him was... Continue Reading →
Photo courtesy of Morguefile June didn't care if the car wasn't able To be conspicous with all of those labels. She strapped her things on with a cable, Hoping with prayers that all would remain stable Until she made it home to sit at her mother's table And hear her dying mother relate one last... Continue Reading →
Photo courtesy of Donna McNicol To the young people, I am a curious sight, Walking slowly but surely towards town. They say that I should be safe in my bed, But I tell them, "I can still get around." I'm not quick as the roadrunner, I know, But I'm still as wise as the old... Continue Reading →
Photo from Pixabay for the Sunday Photo Fiction Looking through the fence, expecting to see you arrive. Your promises sounded so real that time around. Mama'd told me not to get my hopes up too high. But I couldn't believe that you would let me down. You didn't even call me after the last time,... Continue Reading →
https://sundayphotofictioner.files.wordpress.com/2019/05/spf-10-28-8-fandango-4.jpeg?w=1440 Photo credit: Fandango As Ginny walked the red-berries covered path to her dead mother's old house on Mother's Day, she hoped to learn something about her mother. She found a picture of her mother as a cheerleader! How beautiful she was and so full of life! What had turned this vivacious young woman into... Continue Reading →
Ben had envisioned this day for years. Today was his last day at Royal Cabinet makers, after more than 50 years. He thought that his body would go on forever, but now knows that it has limits. The wood has been his life, providing for his beloved Maggie and himself. There was a special order... Continue Reading →
"I thought we agreed no more secrets," said Calla's mother, Joy. Calla knew that inevitably one of the children would spill the beans to his or her parents, and Jeffrey would have to "go away," an adult euphemism for his being killed. As long as he remained one of the secrets only the children knew,... Continue Reading →
Charlotte and Paul walked down the covered walkway, each with their own thoughts. They knew that their marriage could not continue without a commitment to change on both of their parts. So, they came to this paradise to try to reconnect! She knew about his affairs. She had accepted some of the blame for his... Continue Reading →
Ginny stood looking at the piece of art installed at the riverbank, trying to determine the message the sculptor was trying to impart. She tried to figure out what the green thing represented in relation to the beautiful blue waters beside it and the tall buildings in the background. What an enigma! It looked like... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 
