Monthly Archives: November 2018

Hunger

It’s Open Link Night at the dVerse Poets Pub! Look at me and smile that smile; make my heart beat like velvet jackhammers again and whisper my name like it is holy.   Feed the obsession.    

Midnight Fuchsia II

So this is where it all happens… Sheila stood in the middle of the bedroom her lover shared with his wife, and slowly took it all in. Clearly James and Gabrielle still slept together; one look at the un-made bed with indentations of two bodies told that tale. There was a faint musky smell also, […]
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Midnight Fuchsia

Today’s visual prompt at The Haunted Wordsmith is the image below. So this is where it all happens… Sheila stood in the middle of the bedroom her lover shared with his wife, and slowly took it all in. Clearly they still slept together; one look at the un-made bed with indentations of two bodies told […]
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October Farm

Once again, it’s time for Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille over at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie.   After cold-moon night thin frost sparkling on pumpkins a crisp sun rises      

The One

The visual prompt over at The Haunted Wordsmith for 11/27/2018 is the image below. Hilda was fraught with excitement and anticipation. She was on her way to pick up her boyfriend from the Tacoma State Correctional Facility. They’d known one another for a little over two years, but not outside of a prison setting. Hilda […]
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