Tag: creative writing

  • Weathering the Storm

    Weathering the Storm

    Not much required,To get through the storm,Here’s advice I was given in life:Drive a modest abode, Keep the tank full of gas,Ne’er forget…Your Swiss Army knife. So… maybe I’m NOT the sharpest tool in the shed. It’s the 19th of April and I’ve just learned (via Google) what NaPoWriMo stands for! With just 11 days…

  • Love Wins

    Love Wins

    Long ago, in the hood,Way back in the day, The streets were all empty,And the city was gray. Anger was brewing,The rains, they poured down.No one would listen,To a positive sound. Without a warning, Light shone in the dark.Beauty was forming…In the sky. In an arc. Hearts began melting,As they all looked above.They found what they needed,In…

  • Common Cents

    A little patch of wild grass, Some flowers draped across the fence, Times are hard; dollars obsolete, So we decorate with our common cents. About the Image: I saw this exterior fence while walking today, and I just had to take a pic. The simplicity of it, and the fact that it “almost” looks staged,…

  • Perfect Date

    Perfect Date

    Steakhouse rendezvous, Moonlit kisses for dessert, Icing on the cake. This is a bit foreign to me since dating is NOT in my vocabulary at the moment, but what the heck. Now that I think about it, I don’t know if anyone is really thinking about dating right now. I do think, however, that this…

  • Hanging On

    Hanging On

    I watched little leaves, Drifting in the wind.Spinning, twirling, floating.Landing ever so softly,On the ground beneath my feet. On the branch above,One was still hanging on.Quivering in the breeze. And I wondered…Was it shaking from fear,Afraid to let go?Or was it fighting to break free,Hoping to fly? And I wondered…If that were me,What would I do?Would…

  • Not an Island

    Not an Island

    I am not an island, That is what I have been told. But I am alone when at sea, it seems,  Paddling out in the cold. I am not an island, Isolation takes its toll. But the fish and birds accompany me, While the ocean feeds my soul. Written for the Word of the Day…