As you can see, I clearly haven’t had enough to drink to have dinner with a chicken. Unless the chicken IS dinner! —————- A good picture for prompting many stories I am sure but short on time lately. Thank you,… Read More ›
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Defiance, A Photo Fictional Poem
Ransom paid, He had returned, A little worse for wear, Mind was made, Defiance burned, He would make them care, Knew some how, If someone can, He would be the guy, Scarred face now, Pose of a man, Again, set… Read More ›
Scarecrows At Play, A Sunday Photo Fiction Rhyme
Sun is fading fast, All the scarecrows now relax, Step down from their poles, Time to have a blast, While the sun is gone they play, Running out amongst the hay, Acting out some other roles, Till the sunrise of… Read More ›
Flowers Again, A Sunday Photo Fiction
Flowers again. Oh what did he do now? Judy thought to herself. Anytime her husband John bought her flowers, it always came with some confession. This time sunflowers, her favorite, were sitting on the table when she came home from… Read More ›