Six Word Friday: Stop & Go. Two kids nestled in the backseat, Trunk full of presents, carefully wrapped. Five hundred kilometers of road ahead, And a winter storm approaching. Naturally. Two kids sleeping in the backseat. At the same time? You jest. Then go, go, Go, Go, GO!!!!!! I have to go pee! SCREECH! (of [...]
Somewhere between Christmas and New Year’s I started making a list. A list of things I’d like to get done. And, I figured, trying to get them done in the next year kinda made sense. Then I realized, these look like New Year’s resolutions! I hate New Year’s resolutions. Well, procrastination is a wonderful thing. [...]
Six Word Friday: Silence. Hello sun light, my old friend I’m walking in your warmth again. From depths of seemingly endless night Out of darkness into the light From visions, that dragged me down To find, deep in my mind The dark, the tears, the silence. Deep in thought, I walked alone Narrow halls I [...]
Theme for Six Word Friday: Again. I hold my breath, peer down. A gain? No, a loss. Again. Bits of me are disappearing. Again. I’ll have to go shopping. Again. And now, to do it again. And again, and again, and again.
Theme for Six Word Friday: Go. Sometimes I just need to go. To be elsewhere. To be transported, By roaring engines, or turning pages. Somewhere I have never been, or Somewhere that I know and love; Either way, it’s time to go.
Theme for Six Word Friday: Well. Well, well, well. It’s Friday already. How did that happen, I wonder? Scribbling, scrabbling, the well is dry. Thought everything was well in hand, But today is Six Word Friday. And I got nuthin’. Oh well.
Theme for Six Word Friday: Novel. Yes I know today is Sunday. (and barely that, truth be told) Me and My Girls: A Novel Novel: me. Fallling, truly madly deeply, For a painting. In a gallery. Just out on a sanity-ramble, To somewhere warm, with underground parking. So much depth in two dimensions, For one [...]
Theme for today’s Six Word Friday: seconds Second post on a busy day. Second look, does not quite say What I wanted it to say. Seconds pass, do I delete it? But hindsight is only 20-20 if You have something to look at.
Thirty minutes. One me. Two skis. Trees a-twitter with 140 cheeky characters. Peeling off layers as I go; Swish, swish. Swish, swish. Swish, swish. Layers of weight, layers of thought. Then home. Tired, weightless, renewed. Refreshed.