There they go. Whizzing by into another world, leaving me behind again. You have to be cruel to do this. Leaving your child another time. Running off to your new adventure. You think I’ll be okay living with her. She never even came to say goodbye. She knew you were leaving, I’m sure you all planned it together. Why didn’t I see it coming this time? The looks, the restlessness, the secret whispers whenever I entered the room. I should have suspected you were going on another mission. The danger invites you, compels you to leave this ordinary family life behind, to pursue what? What you think is your duty? To protect me and other citizens here? Why can’t you realize I just want you here, with me, keeping me safe, right here by my side?
Category: Bladder cancer
DailyPrompt: Criticize
Firstly I need to emphasize
I’m not one to criticize
However if I knew you
You’d think this was hardly true.
Outwardly I remain mute
Inwardly I might refute
Words of some spoken here
I try to keep opinions clear
In other ways.
But some days
You just need to vent
Want to reinvent
With hope and promise
Even compromise
If criticism is only there
There is no help or share
We’ll stand alone, end up defeated
Is that how we want to be treated?
Daily Prompt: Heard
He said the word,
I hoped not heard
But it was said
Can’t get through my head
Such a small word takes a part
That ends up breaking my heart.
Cyranny’s Cove Amazing Race-Moe, from Team Monkey
Hey! Moe here again. Yes, still in Cheyenne, and man, I had to hold tight to my snack! The wind is super strong! Today my team leader’s grandson drove us around a bit and we took some pictures. The car wash was so cool!
Then we drove “downtown”, pretty small really, but this building is at the Depot
We drove by the capitol building which is being renovated. Cheyenne is the capitol of Wyoming.
One of the biggest activities is Cheyenne Frontier Days that happens here. The stadium is huge.
I was getting hungry so we made a detour to Dairy Queen for my favorite….a banana split! Ate at the park.
These two pics are from Frontier Park.
These large cowboy boots appear all over Cheyenne. This one is not as colorful as most.
We drove over the train yard.
And the oil refinery. One last picture of the movie theatre they go to often.
We tried to see one, but they have this rule against monkeys coming inside the theater. Who knew?
Caveat: Poor quality of these pics due to poor quality photographer with iPad.
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Write Anything Wednesday #105
I try not to share everything here because I really don’t know who may be reading. After all I have shared you’d hardly think that possible, right? But some things go too deep causing unwanted feelings of sadness or sorrow, which is not really my point in writing here. I try to remain positive and do write some fiction that is sad, but it is not the real me. On the whole I am a happy person. I know what you’re thinking, the lady doth protest too much. But seriously, I am. This past month has been a bad one and when I think of it in detail I realize the political situation here in the US has a lot to do with it. I try to skip that arena because it’s not why I started this blog. On the other hand – not to sound wishywashy – if we don’t want this to continue we all need to speak up. I am currently feeling powerless and that’s not me.
One-Liner-Wednesday-To pooh a villian
The Trailing Arbutus
So many days she had visited the maple grove. The gradeschool contest was coming and she and her sister were in fierce competition to find the first Trailing Arbutus. Ann was sure it would be around where it was every year and she was determined to find it first. As she walked slowly into the maple grove she spied the prize. She noticed something moving out of the corner of her eye just as she was reaching down to pick the flower.
The sun rays were making a prism from something in the grass. She sat down on her knees to peer closer still to the shiny object. How beautiful, she thought, its iridescent! All the beautiful colors she had always loved all in one place. She was so curious, thinking it might be a piece of shale. There were many rocks with mica or shale in them on her land. She had gathered many from the stone walls that divided her family’s land. Reaching down to pick up another rock for her collection, she was just about to grab it when it started fluttering away.
Naturally she was startled and also intrigued. She stood up to follow this colorful piece of magic. It had to be magic or was it just a beautiful dragonfly? She felt compelled to follow. As she ran after the dragonfly she lost track of time. Ann was so intent on finding out what this really was, she didn’t notice the maple grove had led into the woods, a patch of woods she wasn’t so familiar with. She had only been in there a few times looking for Jack in the Pulpits for the same flower contest. She couldn’t make herself stop, she was being carried along somehow. She guessed it was just her imagination, but at the same time she felt a need to follow the iridescent light.
The surrounding forest was darkening, making the beautiful iridescent glow easy to find. She seemed unaware that she was walking further into the darkness. There was no fear in her, only a desire to follow the dragonfly. She noticed herself slowing down and stepping carefully. There were flowers everywhere she didn’t want to trample. The light from the dragonfly grew brighter and as she slowed she noticed many other fanciful things besides flowers. Hardly able to believe what she was seeing, many winged sprites, even fairies, were gathering around the dragonfly. Their wings were in different hues but none as spectacular as the first one she found.
Ann slowed to a stop and realized she was getting tired. She had no idea how long she had travelled after this beauty. Sitting down for a moment on the grass she looked at her surroundings. Such beauty she could never have imagined. Different sparkling rock shards and crystals everywhere. Bright green moss used as lighting spots for tiny fairies. She wondered if they had always been there, waiting to be discovered, or hiding, hoping not to be found.
Somehow she thought they must have known that she was safe to tell. Even if she wanted to tell, her sister would never believe her. She was much older and to her stories of fairies were too childish. What wonder she saw before her. All the reading she loved and here was proof these tales were really true! She was beside herself with wonderment. If only her friend Peggy, also a true believer, could see this. All the time she was thinking this, she knew it had to be her own secret. If she kept it so, possibly she could visit again. She thought that they had chosen her to reveal themselves and might let her visit again.
As she looked around once more she knew she had to leave. Not having any idea of the time that passed, and realizing her mother would be worried, she got up to go home. There was no spoken communication between them. It seemed as if they understood each other perfectly. She turned and then hesitated, giving a thankful look to them all. The dragonfly led her back to the maple grove and she was once again out of the forest. She looked down to see the Trailing Arbutus blossom but decided instead to leave it. After all the beauty she had seen she didn’t want to destroy the flower. When she looked back, the dragonfly was gone. She felt happy and privileged to know those secret lives existed. She walked out to the dirt road and on her way home down the hill, she started skipping. It was a beautiful afternoon and the sun was starting to set.
Walking into the kitchen, her mom was busy at the sink fixing supper. “Where’d you disappear to after school?” her sister asked.”I was thinking that we’d go looking for some spring wildflowers, but couldn’t find you. Go over to Peggy’s?” Ann put down her things, ignoring her sister’s questions, and hugged her mother.
“Hi, honey, did you have a good day at school today? I was going to ask Peggy’s mother if she could come spend the night this weekend. Would you like that?”
All kinds of thoughts ran through her head. If Peggy came, could she take her up to the maple grove? Would they see the dragonfly she saw today? Could Ann trust her enough to tell her about it if they did? She was trying to think of the best way to handle all of it when her sister interrupted her thoughts. “Well tomorrow we’ll have to go flower hunting then. I want to be the first one in school Monday with them. I plan on winning just like I did last year.”
Ann’s mother hugged her daughter back and gave her a wink as she did whenever the bigger sister bragged about something. “That would be great mom. I’ll ask Peggy tomorrow. I hope her mother lets her come.” Then she went to her bedroom to make some plans.
Tanka Prompt Challenge-Week 31
Soil, plants and water
These gifts of nature we need
All of us survive
With earth as our protector
And we need to protect her.
Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge – Week 31 – Global Warming & Nature
Photo Challenge #151
They can’t hear me. Can’t they see me? My hand is touching the glass, surely someone will turn and see my hand. I can’t hold my breath much longer, why can’t they see me? Water was starting to choke her lungs, she couldn’t take much more. Why aren’t they seeing my hand reaching for help? He’s not looking, he must be ignoring me. This all went so wrong, I didn’t think it would be this way, but he’s not opening the hatch. Could he just open the hatch? Why isn’t he opening it? I can’t take in any more water. I can’t breathe…. I should never have told him I knew.
Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille February 8th 2017 clouds
Cottony white fluff
In an ocean of bright blue
Sail on, perfect puff
The Bag Lady 
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