Heels
Day 172 prompt: Footwear six-inch spikes sequined strappy stiletto sexy sore stiff savage sadistic senseless shoes
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Late
Day 171 prompt: Motionless (a haiku) past curfew, sixteen avoid eye contact with dad mad, mute, motionless
We Need a Hero
Day 170 prompt: Hero journalists can’t write world leaders fight athletes use enhancers doctors can’t stop cancer candidates incriminate officers discriminate CEOs misuse men of cloth abuse can’t we get a […]
When I Die
Day 169 prompt: Scattered (a haiku) dole out my good parts burn the rest and sing softly as my dust floats free
Relativity
Day 168 prompt: Relationship I am … mother to a sister … sister to a neighbor … neighbor to a wife … wife to a friend … friend to a classmate […]
Don’t Bother
Day 167 prompt: Love don’t bother with love so many poets and songwriters have already rhymed and opined about how they found and lost and proclaimed and stifled and invested and […]
Not What You Think
Day 166 prompt: Pleasure eyes closed head back teeth pressed into lower lip fingers moving in perfect rhythm with hips murmuring almost breathless as the tempo gains momentum anticipating the best […]
4-H Exhibit
Day 165 prompt: Exhibit (a haiku) oscillating fan stirs warm air in quiet barn blue ribbons flutter
Fore
Day 164 prompt: Four (a haiku) four golfers hear fore three hit the floor / last gets sore his forehead done for
Tits a Miracle
Day 163 prompt: Curves for many long years of self-consciousness and ridicule (some real, most imaginary) the carpenter’s friend belonged to the itty bitty titty committee childbirth weight gain and age […]
Reunion
Day 162 prompt: School Class reunion approaches Wondering who will appear The crowd may be the usual But relationships have veered Some presumed friends for life Run in my circles no […]
Every Day Sights
Day 161 prompt: Every Day Sights Before my eyes are even open I feel my husband’s presence by the bed He leans over to kiss me goodbye Too bleary to see […]
Pasta Pudgy
Day 160 prompt: Pasta See my sweet bikini? I borrowed it from Jeanie. It wasn’t quite so teeny ‘Til I ate all that linguini.
Frilly Billy
Day 159 prompt: Frilly (a limerick) The bar has a bouncer named Billy Who likes to wear shirts that are frilly But don’t try it there, minor Or you might get […]
Life’s Seasons
Day 158 prompt: Autumn Spring green years of childhood sprout grow Summer hot spell of young adulthood bloom flourish Autumn colorful time of middle age harvest change Winter gray period of […]
Beth Nyland 