POPO2022 day 16 — drunken lout

karma comes to play when a bastard goes astray barrel bottom blues karma comes to play in wee hours or bright of day stark silence of fail when one goes astray to a place of no return dingos sniff your trail barrel bottom blues as they rip out your entrails pieces everywhere

Tourmaline’s 2022 Halloween Challenge Part 15 Spider

Camel Spider Before they said their lovey-dovey goodnights, they agreed that this thing was bigger than they were able to handle on their own. Jean would speak to Professor Sadek and lay out the hypothesis and share everything they had learned so far and ask what next. Marty would talk with his department head at…

POPO2022 day 15 — 2 big 1 small mushroom

in White Chub Kingdom all subjects wear dark brown caps they travel by threes in White Chub Kingdom button babies are nurtured and never sauteed subjects wear brown caps of the finest soft velvet raindrops dance on them they travel by threes having odd conversations about risotto

Tourmaline’s 2022 Halloween Challenge Part 14 Spooky

image link Marty hopped on the bus and spied a phone store flashing an Abierto/Open sign and hopped off at the corner. He kept forgetting he lived in one of the largest cities in the world, and there would always be open signs for him. Within ninety minutes he was stepping out of the tienda/store…

POPO2022 day 14 — geranium ivy

from green tendrils spring pink petals, umbrella leaves swaying joie de vivre from green tendrils spring nature’s delicate dancer yet surprising strength pink petals; leaves climb spider stems to the sky pulled by sun’s music swaying joie de vivre oblivious of its charm butterfly magnet

Tourmaline’s 2022 Halloween Challenge Part 13 Cat

image link Luis had been working as a clerk at the warehouse for over thirty years. He had applied for the job as a young man fresh out of community college. It was the first – and last – big structure that was built in his neighborhood, and many of his friends’ fathers had built…

POPO2022 day 13 — morning glories

morning’s glory comesflat, still shadows slink awaynature’s palette arise morning’s glory comesthe faithful’s known miraclebalm for desperate shadows slink awaytheir dread-filled pools abandonedas hope tiptoes in nature’s palette riserose, butter, tangerine skye’er fresh gift for life