Dark Angel for earthweal

At age of five became I blindBad nerves to blame that made me screamCursed I our God for act unkindYet all, my friend, ’twas not as seemed The act upon heaped thoughts unkindTurned out to have a brighter themeThrough haunts did stray the other fiveTo caves of dreams with golden seams Each night I searched…

50 Word Thursday — Hungry for Beans

As the smiling tourist had his photo taken with the exhibit’s totem leader, neither the tourist nor his friend noticed the wall totem poles inching closer. It was only looking at the snapshots on the phone that they both looked up…. just in time to realize they were surrounded in a cage of wood. The…

I Believe in Bernie

“Bernie! Bernie! Bernie! Bernie!,” chanted the crowd. Bernie Sanders had just been declared the winner of the 2020 Presidential election in the United States. Two months earlier, the former POTUS had been impeached and then tried and convicted for a stream of federal crimes that lead to his being put on ice at Sing-Sing until…

#FF — Terminal

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Terminal Left doctor’s office with the news, I won’t wear out this pair of shoes. Another Spring I’ll never see, Way station to eternity. If you’re to say goodbye to me Please do it now, flight leaves at three. So many things I want to say To you, my love….

Finish the Story: The Locomotive Part Six

Part 1:  Teresa’s bit: Every summer since Charlie turned six was spent on Grandpa’s Iowa farm. Charlie loved to run through the fields chasing butterflies and spent his nights laying on the cool grass, watching the fireflies and Milky Way. Life was perfect until the train arrived. “I don’t believe it,” Grandpa said, shaking his…

Twittering Tales #141 – 18 June 2019 — Peeping Tom

Photo by Nathan Dumlao at Unsplash.com Peeping Tom Tom was a curious boy – until he saw what he shouldn’t. Ma told him to mind his own business, but he couldn’t resist the sounds on the other side of the fence. Just a tiny peep was all he needed. It was the last thing he…

Monochrome No More

“Canoe on the Lake,” by Netta Everything in Mandy’s house was green. The day she came across the raspberry sherbet-colored silkscreen print of the canoe, she was thrown into a tailspin. Should she go against her obsessive compulsion to have green everything and buy the print? Over the next two days, Mandy checked ebay six…