The Wisp
Day 299 prompt: Insect (a haiku) tickle on my cheek presumed wisp of hair but no shriek-worthy spider
Day 299 prompt: Insect (a haiku) tickle on my cheek presumed wisp of hair but no shriek-worthy spider
Day 298 prompt: Traditional “pax vobiscum” written in classic script uncomplicated black letters against smooth ivory skin a traditional message finds uncommon expression in the tattoo on her shoulder and also […]
Day 297 prompt: Repeating Patterns One two three, you lead me One two three, smooth and free Right left right, rise and fall Left right left, ‘round the hall Poom tsk […]
Day 296 prompt: Black and White Image if only things were black and white we would know who’s wrong or right but truth be told we’ve millions of hues purple, pink, […]
Day 295 prompt: The Weekend (a haiku) Friday promises what the weekend delivers but Monday pilfers
Day 294 prompt: Obligations the alarm announced her obligations rouse children feed cats serve breakfast pack lunches start laundry wash dishes walk dog she did it all smiling humming warmed by […]
Day 293 prompt: Silhouette In the blue black of midnight Mama stirs, her sleepy hair chafing the pillowcase. Eyes still closed, she focuses on the silence. Only the shower head whispers […]
Day 292 prompt: In the City in the suburbs quiet sidewalks yearn for occasional mom and stroller boy and skateboard runner and dog in the city busy sidewalks practically crack under […]
Day 291 prompt: Fuzzy (a haiku) fuzzy text grows crisp with elbows angled just so for middle-aged eyes
Day 290 prompt: The Letter U Lulu’s aging taupe-y tutu Looked like doggie doo-doo. She wanted something new. So she rode the East Line choo-choo To a shop in Timbuktu. She […]
Day 289 prompt: Laundry don’t you dare say easy care there’s no such thing as wash and wear so bite your tongue and stop right there just listen close to this […]
Day 288 prompt: Emotions festering anger smells like burnt microwave popcorn the popping stopped awhile ago but you didn’t notice in time so now you’re keeping the bag shut plunging […]
Day 287 prompt: Simple/Minimalism The simple life I’d like to lead Would give me ample time to read From written works of every sort: Books, blogs, labels, signs, reports, Newsy papers, […]
Day 286 prompt: Chimneys (a haiku) Dick Van Dyke dances on rooftops in my mind as Julie Andrews sings
Day 285 prompt: Motion Blur I’ve drowsy eyes so blurry But what I just saw was furry Past the baseboard in a hurry Gray contagion, vile scurry