Willow-draped trickleswear wet green strands, fluttering naiad’s locks tickling shaded pale fish bellies. Ordinary magical stream meanders; along its obscurest banks gnomes and bullfrogs picnic and play checkers; where butterflies and birdstraverse undergrowth tosip in mid-July’s droughtand thirsty violets tiptoe. I went looking for a nice image to fit the poem but decided to…
Month: July 2021
TSM 170 — Babydoll
Back then she was called Babydoll,a spark from mommy’s fever dream;their heaped station wagon zig-zaggedto try-outs with soulless faces. P(r)imped in ringlets and pink ruffles,back then she was called Babydoll.She batted her eyes; dimpled herway onto marquees nation-wide. Sedatived for conveniencethat by teenhood became habit.Back then she was called Babydoll.The offers changed, the lights now…
The Anthropocene Hymnal is published! — Experiments in Fiction
Today, this book of wonderful poetry about saving our planet becomes available in both paperback or kindle versions. Two of my poems have been chosen to be in it. All proceeds from the book go to organizations working to save our planet. Please consider buying one $4 (for kindle) or $9 (for paperback) or donate…
Some Olympic Memorabilia — My Slice of Mexico
Irene at My Slice of Mexico wonderfully decided to share photos and memories surrounding the Olympics over the years. Any history buff or person with interest in the Olympics (Tokyo’s postponed 2020 Games are now current news) please take a look at this and marvel. The Tokyo 2020 Olympic Games have officially (and finally) started,…
Make Your Best Photos Shine — The WordPress.com Blog
I used the photo gallery on my doodads post today as a tester and I like it. It’s easier than going back to the editor to do captions on each picture and no need to plug the link into each to enlarge them in a new window. Thanks WordPress! Photos on your website can be…
NYC Midnight 100-word story that didn’t make first round cut: “Lunch Mate”
GROUP 100 GENRE Romance ACTION Crossing a bridge WORD phase There were an average of 63 submissions per group. I was in group #100. I had 24 hours to write a 100-word story with the following guidelines: It had to be a romance that included crossing a bridge and the word “phase” in it. This…
