Fiction and poetry writing, recapturing the muse.
Notified that they left home
and inform me of their speed,
what street they’re currently on,
how long they stopped at the shop.
Peace of mind that they’re safe
when they often forget
the text to assure they arrived unharmed.
They know I’m watching
so it’s okay, right?
They left home.
They arrive home.
I can breathe again.
Click on the adventure,
the mystery
and see how clever you are
when it reveals its secrets.
Are you satisfied?
Or will you keep seeking,
clicking,
until there is nothing left.
Your moment of glory
and your greatest downfall
on repeat
as I farm for tombstones
that gain me riches.
Your golden speech in the
background
as I mindlessly perform my
battle rotation
while slipping on a DVD
or audible.
Is this how you imagined
your legacy would be?
Ready to turn the ignition
but no response is there.
You’ve been using energy
even when not on,
electricity coursing through you
constantly, never resting,
so that when the time comes
that you really need it,
there is nothing left.
Wipe away the dirt of the road
to reveal the scars of neglect,
carelessness.
Polish the scratches and
make them shine
until people don’t even notice,
even though they are the most
visible they’ve ever been.
They are hopeful, in love
full of dreams for a
beautiful future with someone special.
They’ve shared everything with a stranger,
exposed themselves
and felt complete.
Then the doubt began,
frustration that the openness
wasn’t returned
and they took action.
Deceit is exposed
fantasies shattered
and now they must
go back and continue
to live their life
that now feels empty.
It’s a simple design,
a silver sausage dog
in a regal pose
hanging from a chain
and nestling against my skin.
A memorial for a precious pet,
friend, child, love
who was part of my everything
for twelve years,
a responsibility and support
that I still ache to have back.
He died eight years ago
and I still wear my trinket
to keep his presence here.
Prompt: Jewelry
The snug warmth of a hug
that does not end,
sometimes a much needed comfort,
others a suffocating heat.
On lazy days you cuddle up
on the sofa
and wiggle into relaxation.
On busy days you brave
the brisk air of outside together,
often so protected
sweat will begin to form.
Hide from the word a little,
your body covered
so no one can pry
and you can walk forward
without worry.
Prompt: So you like jumpers/sweaters?
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Prompt: Junk mail
A press, but no response
the silence shocking enough to freeze all.
The little ‘beep beep’ does not sound
no matter how hard, long or much you click.
You’ve almost forgotten how to manually unlock it,
but once you do the ignition
ignores your coaxing.
Even the car refuses
to greet this morning.
Scribbled Thoughts