Flowing from a broken heart
Sadness lightens through the years
Memories never forgotten
Pain of sorrowful acts remains
Turns from black to grey.
***
We will never forget the horrors of 9/11 and the men women and children who we lost, or the emergency service people who responded.
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/09/10/photo-challenge-280/#like-18632
The child reaches, seeing the vision of a perfect world.
The teenager reaches and sees vulnerability.
The adult reaches and sees a dream to fulfill.
The elder no longer reaches, knowing he is a traitor to this vision.
***
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/09/09/fandangos-flash-fiction-challenge-31/
https://cyranny.com/2019/09/10/traitor-word-of-the-day-challenge/#like-49624
Sniffing, ewww
Was that you
The inconsiderate who
Used my towel?
Now it’s damp and dirty
Smells disgusting, diserty
Odors quite unfamiliar
Reminiscent of feet–I shiver
Did you ever think of soap
Not reachable on a rope?
That must be your excuse
My towels are not for you to use!
https://chelseaannowens.com/category/terrible-poetry-contest/
Frank flinched as he raised the cracked sweet potato to his nose. His decision to see if it was spoiled, using the sniff test, took him back to the days of green composting. Overtones of many causes formed in his brain, and for a moment he stood motionless in the garden, thinking what could banalize this sweet vegetable.
Eliding a sudden sickening taste in his throat, he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. The culprit tried to hide himself, but Frank knew his vegetable garden was prey to a roughshod raccoon.
***
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/09/09/wordle-149/#like-18597
***
This vista in the future looks inviting. A long unencumbered road for weary feet, longing to seek their destiny. It is quite long you think, plenty of time to realize every dream. Traveling quietly, softly, enjoying your surroundings, noticing the beauty of it all. The realized dream is the noticing.
***
https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2019/09/10/50-words-thursday-36/#like-16603
“You nailed it Henry,” he said, as the young lad successfully pounded a nail into the board beside the nailed windowsills.
https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2019/09/10/tuesdayuseitinasentence-nail-2/#like-5445
Where’s the guileless child
Soccer, legos, catching frogs
Disappearing so quickly
Now a teenage beauty
Trying on school dance gowns
So grownup, wiser, yet
Still guileless in the world.
***
I spent yesterday with my thirteen year old granddaughter, watched her grow up in an instant as she emerged from the dressing room in a full length gown. Oh, my heart🥰.
***
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/09/10/fowc-with-fandango-guileless/#like-34894
Moonlight peeks
Blinds will not hide me
Cover my head
Snuggle down
Dreams will surely come to me
Save me from the real
〰️
Dominant
Moonbeam shadows creep
Eyes refuse to remain closed
Nightmare visions invade surroundings
Where the black and blue of past life resides
〰️
Daylight hope waits for me
〰️
280 characters
https://katmyrman.com/2019/09/10/twittering-tales-153-10-september-2019/
You must be logged in to post a comment.