Blank page, sitting here, waiting for my touch… Words flub, ideas stop, sometimes it’s too much… Hang on, there it is, something now to say… Words flow, to the page, somehow saves the day. Sometimes a single thought just breaks… Read More ›
Month: September 2019
What’s Good For The Goose, A Restive Poem
When walking they waddle, but now lie here still, These geese nestled soundly on this tiny hill… Resting up now for their upcoming trip, A straight trek due south as the temperatures dip… For now they seem to be enjoying… Read More ›
The Pink Monstrosity, A Sunday Photo Fiction
“What is that pink monstrosity you have back there?”, asked Fred. “Truth is, no one knows. We’ve had the biologists from down at the university over. They think it may be some new species. It showed up one morning, cooing… Read More ›
Butterfly Frustrations, A Flitting Poem
Butterfly so filled with hunger, Flits from bloom to bloom… Wary of each move I make, My camera needs more zoom… I try to capture better poses, Yet my fortunes fade… With wistful glances I give in, And instead write… Read More ›