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…
Author: Lisa or Li
mother, grandmother, gardener, observer of nature, reader, writer, learner, bicyclist, woman who runs with the wolves, lover of music, philosophical daoist. Welcome.
Hanspostcard’s Song Singles Draft — Round 2 pick 4 — “Dimming of the Day,” written by Richard Thompson
image from Richard and Linda Thompson’s spotify page “Dimming of the Day” is a song written by Richard Thompson and performed with his then-wife Linda Thompson on their 1975 album “Pour Down Like Silver.” The first time I heard the song it was sung by Bonnie Raitt on her 1994 release album, “Longing in Their…
dVerse — Poetics — The Wells that Never Empty
The Muses who inspire do not abandon me;round the clock they tick, sparked heartbeatsthat draw the world ever closer in varied splendor:morning’s cooled dew in Summer,pink snow of sunrise in Winter,the earth-toned blanket of Fall,and the creeping green of Spring. At dusk’s change of shift, I listen for the wingsof Mother Night as she travels…
#FF — Goodbye, Mama
PHOTO PROMPT© Na’ama Yehuda תודה חברה שלי Abandoning Michigan winters and my family had been necessary. I’d lived in Hawaii for thirty years when Dotty, my youngest sister, called and said Mama didn’t have long. I packed my peach fleece-lined jacket. They hovered around her, their faces uncharacteristically crumpled and wet. Dotty moved aside, said,…
Movies, Movies, Movies! #93 – July 20, 2021
Welcome to another installment of Movies, Movies, Movies! I don’t give very many “10” ratings as you may know, but there are two of them in this batch. I didn’t plan it, but I think having borrowed a series of them from the Criterion Collection has something to do with it. M (1931) Criterion Collection…
dVerse — Prosery — Ama
No, I do not weep at the world –I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.–Zora Neale Hurston,from “How Does it Feel to be Colored Me”in, World Tomorrow (1928) Daddy was known in our backwoods holler as Deacon. When he got up on his stump near Heron River’s shady cool banks, folks gathered; no…
TSM 169 — Sun on my face
When the sun warms my face,when the wind blows my hair,I can feel grey erase. A direct shot of grace,it reads like a prayerwhen the sun warms my face. Benediction in raysto disperse earthly cares,I can feel grey erase. I forget my mistakes,cast my doubts to the airwhen the sun warms my face. Content thoughts…
Tao-Talk 