Today’s prompt at the Go Do Go Café: Write a story or poem that ends with the phrase “he shredded her dreams in dignified air of victory” He said it could quite possibly be the most important text he’d ever sent (to her), and would she like to meet him at The Bamboo Banshee for … Continue reading Sleight of Heart
It's Quadrille Monday over at the dVerse Poets Pub! Today's task is to create a poem of 44 words using the word, fill. It was mid-July when I saw you for the first time. Stars dazzle the midnight sky but quickly fade compared to the stars in my eyes. Your voice like warm scotch: … Continue reading Dazzled
It's that time again: Chelsea Ann Owens' Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest. The theme again is love. Utter yayness! *** Sometimes when I miss you bad and I'm feeling really sad I hitch a ride and go downtown to the drugstore. I wander the aisles until I find, the scent of Brut so sweet, so … Continue reading Brut & Bali Hai
It's time for Chelsea Anne Owens' Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest! Again. The theme is still love, but this time the form is a sonnet. My love is like a prickly pear Stuck inside my underwear Its bittersweet pain reminds me this love was not meant to be. Yet on we go, the sting ignored until … Continue reading The Prickly Pear
Guess what? It's time for Chelsea Anne Owens' Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest! This time the theme is love. Sometimes... Love is like a dirty sock. You smell it a mile away stealthily hiding beneath a rock. But you turn it over anyway to find bugs and maggots crawling 'round but you don't mind the stinky … Continue reading Sometimes Love
It's Fandango's Friday Flashback! This story was originally written for MindLoveMisery's Menagerie. Once upon a time, there lived a giant named Frank whose left foot was bigger than his right. Of course, when he went to the Jaunty Giant Shoe Emporium, they wouldn't allow him purchase two different sized shoes. Frank couldn't afford two pair, … Continue reading The Grand Jete
Once again it's time for Chelsea Ann Owens' Terrible Poetry Contest! This week our prompt is Big Rock Candy Mountain. When I ain't got no tomorrows when the strings all bust on my banjo I'm gonna change my undershirt an' go to my hunka hunka heaven on dirt. It's paradise, hell yes it is … Continue reading Hunka-Hunka
