Haiku #356

The collective shineBrilliantly when togetherEmbracing the sun

Feeling safe

I’ve always been the one  To run away, afraid  That’s why I was surprised When I heard him say Wow you were really brave  For a change All coz he made me feel  that way…safe

Fulfilled

I really don’t mind Taking my time Even on a weeknight To get the sauce right As I settle in to unwind With or without  A glass of wine Deboning the thighs Cooking them crispy On one side It truly satisfies

2 for 1 ~ #Cinquain #Poem

Drizzle Chocolaty Toppings until it cloaks Those croaking, four-legged toads up For sale Wow what do you know, two weeks in a row…I’m on a roll to where nobody knows. Thanks for stopping in, and if you want to join in the fun check out the details here: Colleen Chesebro’s weekly prompt!

Pups in the kitchen ~ #Tanka

She is very sweet When we’re at the kitchen sink Curled up at my feet Making it hard to retreat That’s why my training is weak  

Hodgepodge

Reckless pride prevaricated by his flapping jaws was struck with a blinding force knocking his body to the ground where he laid in a stupor as the rain drizzled around him like a fixture and the droplets pelted an astral chord. As usual, I bent the rules to my liking,  and had a little fun

Red Blends

“Forward, silky, smooth and approachable…” A perfect blending of the red varieties Melding in harmony, a California wine Liberating concerns ensued by society Lingering on tastebuds longing for more Good cheers to all!

Have You Been to The Neighborhood?

No? Well it’s not too late and now is the perfect time as many talented artists are being showcased together in the Season ending award series. It’s the kind of place where all sorts of talent and magic are performed.   I was lucky and wandered into The Neighborhood in 2014, and then was personally invited

Candle of Hope

Beyond the darkness Illuminated courage Reaches the surface Embodying eternal strength Born of fire, a new day Rising up from ash Shedding a difficult past Finding new purpose Lighting the candle of hope Learning to let go and grow

Winter Sun

Seasons do change Growth tends to slow Yet greenery remains Alongside the road Mongrel at my side Familiar worn path Even measured strides Helps me to relax Bright blue skies Warming my skin Valued golden prize Shines deep within Ready and able Thriving today Always thankful For another day

The Power of Unity

“Sasha stop!” Gillian shouted into the dark as he rushed back to her.  “You must leave the map behind. We have to get out of this god-forsaken cave. There’s no time left.  We have to leave,  now!” “But we can’t just leave the map! It’s our only chance to find the portal home. Without it we

Penelope’s Perilous Prophecy

P is for… Penelope’s Perilous Prophecy Link to Original Photo With shaking hands, Penelope returned her teacup to its saucer and looked around the room at each of the government officials that were packed in tight, like sardines in a tin can. Most were gentleman with a hard kindness reflected in their eyes as they

Motivation: Armed and Ready

M is for… Motivation I read “My ‘I Need an Editor’ Rant,” earlier by a blogger that I admire and if you haven’t encountered his page yet you best head on over to visit Mr. Hemmingplay for words of wisdom, laughs, poetry, and great story bits. Any hoot, his post motivated me to put my lazy ass

Fiona the Fairy

F is for… Fiona the Fairy Fiona checked out of action with the Dragon-hand at the stroke of fifty-years for vacation. Opting for beauty-sleep, she bypassed the beach to the enchanted forest to rest her fatigued wings. Atop of the cottage she slept for a week and woke with a renewed energy for mischief and

Extravagance

Excerpt from Justice and Mating Collides. Previously posted: chapter 1, part 1 In minutes, they were climbing the steep hill, hugging tight turns on a narrow road. They drove through a small village the length of a city block, where she spotted a café, mini-market, gas station, and a couple of pubs. A mile or so

Snatched

With one hand tucked in his pocket, he strolls down the street casually smoking a cigarette while looking for a treat.  Tonight he craves someone extra special to meet, one that will wither and scream as loudly as the nerve-numbing shouts blasting into his ears. The memories from the girls before had all faded away,