image link The twelve city commissioners were each direct descendants of the original city leaders from a hundred years ago. The closed leadership system had grown stale at least fifty years ago, but the citizens had been demoralized for longer than that. The word sterile came to mind. The commissioners cared about two things and… Continue reading #MM Saturday Mix — Cry for the fallen
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Thursday Inspiration 22 — The Lass on the Iron Horse Headed West
“I’ve been high, I’ve been low, I’ve been yes, and I’ve been oh, hell no! I’ve been rock ‘n roll and disco, Won’t you save me San Francisco?” --”Save me Sanfrancisco”, by Train Daddy done touched me one last time I thought as I hopped on the Western Line Curled in a boxcar with a… Continue reading Thursday Inspiration 22 — The Lass on the Iron Horse Headed West
dVerse — prosery — memories with the trees
She was born there in that cabin, at the edge of the tree line. Mama was a God-fearing woman who never missed church on Sunday and who took washing in from the houses on the hill. Daddy was a hard-working sharecropper who grew just enough to keep his family alive from harvest to harvest. She… Continue reading dVerse — prosery — memories with the trees
#MM — Photo Challenge — Ship of Fools and dVerse — On Climate Crisis
– sound-dream @ tumblr Ship of Fools God's ten thousand things Elements that swirl Oasis in space This dear ship of fools Rusty and leaking Decades of misuse Hellbent destruction As we build our tombs Rabid lemmings run* Deny there's an edge Idiocy's race Bullets in the gun Pointed at Earth's head Afterlife to come… Continue reading #MM — Photo Challenge — Ship of Fools and dVerse — On Climate Crisis
dVerse — Poetics on Climate Crisis — Prisoner of War
WARNING: This one is dark. If dark bothers you, please skip, ok? image link Strung up, suspended by cosmic cords of evil, Mother Gaia hangs upside down Ankles raw oozing wounds where human maggots feast Bore 16 affixed in her jugular, draining, draining Her tender frame, ever-shaved, sour sweat sizzling under Sol's gaze Mouth… Continue reading dVerse — Poetics on Climate Crisis — Prisoner of War
Off the Hook
image link Brought to the party under the pretense that it was a fundraiser for the Screen Actors Guild TheaterCare fund, it didn't take Chelsi long to see what was going on. Barph, her date, was a personal assistant to Garvey Feinstein, said he had arranged a meeting after the 7-course dinner and then show,… Continue reading Off the Hook
The Pile of Crap that is Jonah Hill
image link Fandango's FOWC is whitewash and the Word of the Day Challenge is toxic. Let me see if I can write on what I'm fuming about using these two words. I started to watch a movie I've been waiting for awhile to get. It wasn't released on netflix until late last week or maybe… Continue reading The Pile of Crap that is Jonah Hill
Beads and how the world turns
image link The Word of the Day Challenge is traditions. Fandango's FOWC is revenge. Today's offering is in the form of a villanelle. As an introduction, I wanted to talk about how I was inspired to write this. On Saturday, I went to Hobby Lobby to take an art print that my older son got… Continue reading Beads and how the world turns
Reflections of a Rat Bast*rd
This shout-out goes to Roman Polanski, Woody Allen, Harvey Weinstein, Bill Cosby, Aziz Ansari, Louis C.K., and Neil Degrasse Tyson, and all the rest of you rat bastards out there. Do you know how sick to death I am of your lame-ass denials? Do you know how blessed you are that your victims aren't as… Continue reading Reflections of a Rat Bast*rd
Masters of all
image link Fandango's FOWC today is property. I asked myself when in history did property become owned and how did it come about. Even today, many cultures do not believe in property ownership. Today's offering is a cinquain form. Gaia Man's property? From revered to enslaved Her giving spirit is distressed Chattel FOWC -- property
