image link The challenge was to write a poem/story with no more than a total of 50 different words used. I counted 53 total. It was fun. You have heard the story of the croc and clock, But have you heard the story of the butterfly and peacock? Molly and Polly went walking one day…
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Day 16 –OctWriPoMo — The Next Life
image link Quite the list of things that go bump in the night. For a person who feels like the Wonder Woman of trauma survivors there sure are a lot of them left. OK, here’s one: fear of showing fear. Back in the day, showing fear was carte blanche to the abuser. There shall…
Day 15 — OctWriMoPo — Cog
It’s 4:15, time to leave, to pick up kids who need rides, to services, just like every Tuesday. Starting to shut things down, getting my desk in order; my boss appears at the entrance to my cubicle. “It’s time for your annual review.” Oh really, you never even gave me one last…
Day 14 — OctWriPoMo — This Place
image link At the earth’s edge there is water, and from water we see the earth. Two elements, united by the wind. Congregated by amorphous clouds is the infinite blueness of the sky. The majesty sets our minds on fire. At sunset is the gleaming brilliance of fire. Red lights the ripples of dark…
Day 12 — OctWriPoMo — Flash Vent
image link This poem is not about roofing materials. I named the poem Flash Vent, then put that in the yahoo image search and this is one of the jpgs that showed up. Since I love copper workmanship and liked the look of the workmanship in the photo I kept it. As you will see…
Day 11 — OctWriPoMo — Fall Haiku
sheets of pink-tinged grey raise walls between the orange orb and our sun-starved eyes yellowed grapefruit leaves — carting them inside where it’s warm saves trees from frost’s kill TPJPhoto.net — excellent photographer!!!!! spoonbills, herons, storks huddle together for warmth — not so much low tide
Day 9 — OctWriPoMo — Believe also The Daily Post Prompt — Believe
image link Believe How does belie become believe? Did it start with your eyes betraying your lies? So it ends with goodbyes. How did I know that your words were just show? Over time, to and fro, sowing seeds that din’t grow. Bring me up, then so low. At the end, you had…
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