Undulating through the thick atmosphere, a molten sun dropped like a neon orange blob in a cosmic lava lamp. Shore birds picked mussels from the wet sand, leaving no footprints, only regrets. Tendrils of light reached out, trying to steal the salty morsels from their nibs. Sitting cross-legged in the warm sand, just above the … Continue reading A new life
Category: Trifecta
Won’t be the last
It wasn't the first time they wanted to exorcise his demons. He knew that it was their ignorance and hatred that were sinful. How can being in love and wanting to share his life with someone be wrong? This weekend's Trifextra challenge is for a complete 33-word story of which the first five words are … Continue reading Won’t be the last
Sleepless nights
It's been a while since I've had a baby in my house, but I remember the seemingly endless nights of near terminal sleep deprivation. The crying and wailing, kicking and screaming, and the babies were really loud too. I remember getting, maybe, two hours of undisturbed sleep. Of not being able to truly relax, listening … Continue reading Sleepless nights
Head banger
Head banging migraines Brain rattling aggravation Pass the aspirin Haiku Friday is hosted by Lou at LouCeeL. Again, serving dual duty for the Trifextra Challenge this weekend. The challenge was to write a poem in 33 words, 3 lines or 3 stanzas.
Parade of crazies
It started with good intentions. We just wanted the Powers That Be to know we were tired of being ignored, or worse, patronized. We may not be the most affluent constituents, but our voices are just as important, and remember there are more of us. The protests were civilized, mostly people carrying signs, shouting at … Continue reading Parade of crazies
Let it go to voice mail
Set to vibrate, her phone skipped across the bar top, crashing into the stem of her wine glass. Her boss Sam was calling again. Without picking up the phone, Pauley turned it off, ignoring the blinking voicemail alert. Downing the last swallow of her Merlot, Pauley searched for Ross, the new bartender. He wasn't the … Continue reading Let it go to voice mail