I declare Thursday as my NaBloPoMo mulligan.  Mulligan – golf term: the chance to replay one’s last shot; a do-over for a badly hit shot. Sat down about 7 o’clock to watch the news and next thing I knew it was 2 a.m. I’m like a shark. If shark stops swimming, it drowns and dies. […]

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100 Word Challenge: Dark

Remember how when you were a kid, you could scare the bejeezus out of yourself, convince yourself that there were monsters under your bed? That kind of don’t-let-your-hands-or-feet-drop-off-the-side-of-the-bed scared? Yeah… I can still do that. I had the weirdest dream last night. Scary in the way that I couldn’t see the “bad guy,” only knew […]

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100 Word Challenge: Sleep

woods in autumn foliage

The summer between high school and college, I lived in Tennessee with my mom and step-dad in a little house in the middle of the woods. Well, it felt like the middle of the woods, but it was really only a bit off the beaten path. There were lots of trees and very few neighbors, so […]

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Losing sleep

closed dome light

“Did you remember the candles?” I piped on the icing roses and added “Happy Birthday” with a fancy flourish. Holding up a small box, he shook out four pink polka-dot tapers. “Of course, here ya go. You’ve really outdone yourself this year.” “Turn out the lights so we can see the flames better.” I picked […]

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Now I lay me down Gently into that good night Sleep, perchance to dream *Cento, from the Latin meaning “patchwork,” is a form of poetry that uses lines from other poems. Line 1: Joseph Addison, 1711 Line 2: Dylan Thomas, 1951 Line 3: Shakespeare (Hamlet), 1623

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Dead tired

So very tired Bone weary and heart heavy To sleep, perhaps dream

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