when I was a girl you walked me home at night you listened to me when I was a girl my street held scant menace danger was at home you walked me at night knew why my footsteps slowed saw that he was there you listened to me convinced me to turn around to tell…
Tourmaline’s 2022 Halloween Challenge Day 23 Forest
Haunted Halloween Forest While waiting for Jean’s call, Marty had an idea. Although his Aunt and Uncle would be livid, he texted Fonz and asked him if he wanted to go with him on a very dangerous mission. Fonz texted back “YES!” immediately and the two met up at the central courtyard of the U…
POPO2022 day 23 — group of pretty butterflies
dreams are butterflies flitting in nectar of night film noir in color dreams are butterflies winging across far reaches of subconscious realms in nectar of night tongues unfurl to sip; receive fizzy puzzle drinks film noir in color sugary hologrammed ghosts past, present, future
Tourmaline’s 2022 Halloween Challenge Part 22 Grave
Fresh dug grave Mr. Jonas’ graveside funeral was at noon. Although the team didn’t know him well, they all wanted to pay their respects. The cemetery was just a mile out of town. While the service was going on, the ground began to tremble and three things went through everyone’s mind as to what it…
POPO2022 day 22 — various mushrooms
dirty bottom fruit from unsweet decomposings no jellies from these dirty bottom fruit necrotic kingdom’s bounty domed, brainy berets unsweet, decomposed, yet surprisingly tender when sliced and sauteed no jellies from these tomato sauces instead odd fruit companions
Tourmaline’s 2022 Halloween Challenge Part 21 Leaves
Halloween Leaves Project “Me too! Are you OK!?” asked Marty. “I thought having the military show up would make things better, – and it has – but at the same time, chaos is breaking out and gets worse by the minute. I didn’t have time to say much about that Belos-Tusk (B-T) meeting, but we…
POPO2022 day 21 — la gitana safety matches
Coney Island days when the seeing eye promised forever summer Coney Island days barkers, music; languid nights cool sands, lapping waves when the eye promised doubt’s voice drowned in salty breeze and children’s laughter forever summer I remember our love then and am young again
Tao-Talk 