Written with my Thursday Writing Group with the prompts: “59 miles,” she said, secret room filled with jasmine and. . ., never saying, this is going to be one of those days, she had that look in her eye, do, and you want to travel blind, light filtered through the trees, Linda, how to disappear … Continue reading Disappearing
Written with my Thursday writing group with the prompts: Charlie was a regular guy living a regular life, craving light, gibberish, his creative brain set in, his eyes looked, I’m surprised, cease and desist, aging is a choice, Buddha fingers and dragon fruit, we’ll make our own, and the world is full of lovely poems. I … Continue reading The Saga of Charlie and Mabel
Written with my Thursday Writing Group with the prompts: Silver spoon, marked safe, no desire to join them, it hurts, out the door, an old guy in a dark suit and red tie, “step over here, little lady,” I don’t belong here, hey--how did you get in here?, back to the times, traffic moved along, the … Continue reading Janet vs The Barbarians
Prompts: Still a vigorous man, three doors where your life is headed, work clothes come off, modern attachments, the French was on the boards, ride my indoor bike, mosaics with flowers, part of the humor of everyday life Madelaine sat in a straight-backed chair, arranging the broken pieces of crockery into a pleasing design on … Continue reading The Humor of Everyday Life
These are some pretty weird prompts, so please don't read more into it than there is. This is just for fun. Prompts: Jesus was an agnostic, Schrodinger’s cat is gone, two days he’d been waiting, Sweet William-my guitar, the serial killers Two days he’d been waiting, sitting on the front porch in a … Continue reading Schro and His Cat
I was a little reluctant to share this one because I like to think of myself as a pacifist. Please know that I wrote this in the spirit of--oh, what the heck--I wrote it just for fun! Enjoy! Written with my Thursday Night Group with the prompts: three drops of blood, a cozy place, bad … Continue reading The PTA Meeting
Written with my Thursday group with the prompts: diner waitress, burning, haphazard groups, in David’s mind We live in a land where the autumn is brown and orange. The leaves don’t fall from the trees anymore. They hang on, wilting, defying wind and season and temperament of the sun. The children never learn the color blue. Everything … Continue reading Something Burning
I started writing this with my Tuesday group and finished writing it with my Thursday group. Prompts included: tsunami, threat, taking your time, if you ignore it might go away. Lionel stood on Margarite’s front porch in front of the dining room window. He just stood there, doing his best to look nonthreatening. Margarite saw him of … Continue reading The Return
Written with my Thursday group with prompts: Mr. I Can’t, Oh shit, Rufus said, hallways, chocolate yes indeed Matilda called Rufus Mr. I Can’t, Mr. Rain On My Parade, and Doctor No. Not because he was a doctor, not because he was a Bond villain, but because he was Mr. Negativity himself, Mr. Dark Clouds … Continue reading The Breath of the Universe
Written with my Thursday night group with a list of prompts that sounded like a grocery list! Janet perused the grocery list her father had handed her as she headed out the door. Her father was not as organized as her mother and he never would be. Janet simply needed to accept that. I mean, … Continue reading The Grocery List
