Viper

Sssslithering, ssssliding, sssslinking ’round tox-ssssick tree. Shiny apple offered; foe friendship ~ flattering, falsssse. Forked tongue a twissssted tale teller. Laden with loathssssome liessss; sssserpent’s sssseditious charm. Shedding sssscum-sssscaled faux-ssssparkle sssskin, bedazzling innocentssss to wanton, wicked wayssss. Sssstrike! Hsssssssssssssssssssssssssss …. ~*~ Early last year I wrote a series of 14 poems prompted by a prolonged … More Viper

Bedtime Story

“Would you read something to me before we turn out the light,” asks my sleepy niece, Amy, as I tuck her into bed. “Please.” With her parents off on a well-deserved long weekend, Amy’s pulling an all-nighter at our house, something which doesn’t happen often, but which she loves because it means she can help out with the horses in … More Bedtime Story

Forgiveness …

The pain is deep ~ You put it there. Not that you knew it, You were simply sailing Your oblivious sea And I, being an innocent, Was caught in your toxic Wake; my life line The place in my Soul you Could not reach. * I forgive you. I forgive because Drowning in the pain Of you hurts only me, … More Forgiveness …

Gelato Fantasy

  Daily Prompt: 32 Flavours ~*~ Vari-coloured gelato Tempting every taste bud. What to choose? Wha’d ever you want! It’s a vacation. It’s Venizia … On the Calle dei Fabri … A minute from our hotel. Gelato twice a day. Molto bene! Molto delizioso! Nuff said! Yummmmmm …. ~*~ Honestly … ice cream will never taste the same again. … More Gelato Fantasy

The Heart Knows

Daily Prompt: Too Big to Fail Tell us about something you would attempt if you were guaranteed not to fail (and tell us why you haven’t tried it yet). ~*~ You ask what is too big to fail? Life. Life is too big to fail. To live from the heart; To be free of emotional encumbrances … More The Heart Knows

Weary Waking

Daily Prompt: First Light Remember when you wrote down the first thought you had this morning? Great. Now write a post about it. ~*~ No rhyme nor reason To night’s restless sleep, Tossing and turning. Shroud of weary waking Weighs upon me heavily, Slumber’s dreams drowned In ether and remembered no more. T’will be a … More Weary Waking