Image source: Echo by Ellen Thesleff, Finnish (1891)
Just Jot January Day 10 – Prompt: Echo from Dan. Be sure to visit his blog to read or just say hi! See what other folks have done with the prompt, or add your own! https://lindaghill.com/2025/01/10/daily-prompt-jusjojan-the-10th-2025/
Not shy but he swerves
Avoids the ones with too much nerve
Don’t touch him so soon
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2025)
JusJoJan 2025: January 9 – Prompt SHY. Use it any way you’d like. Have fun! https://lindaghill.com/2025/01/09/daily-prompt-jusjojan-the-9th-2025/
(Forgive my show of ill-temper)
Signed and certified
The orange skidmark
Slides down the back
Of US underpants
Floods our shoes
And stains the news
We make a mockery
Of our democracy
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2025)
(Ok, this wasn’t exactly fun, but it had to be said. Because I’m sad, and we have to go on.) To join in the fun of Just Jot It January (reading or writing your own on the prompt), visit https://lindaghill.com/2025/01/08/one-liner-wednesday-jusjojan25-the-8th-stop-following-me/#like-18645
Woke up to subzero temps this morning, grateful that there is nothing…NOTHING…that requires me to go outside the house today. Yesterday, I returned overdue library books (a gothic horror novel by Elizabeth Hand, and a thick collection of Pablo Neruda poems), picked up a few grocery necessities, and got that teaspoon-sized dose of human interaction that’ll do me for about a week. Cuz Introvert. Continue reading
Eyes closed, I meander down grassy garden paths
Banks of roses nod and sing their fragrant earth song
Petrichor retreats under rosy rising sun
Sky yawns and stretches, a shell of robin’s egg blue Continue reading
Find the right tool
To deal with this fool
This meeting is running too long
Boomerang comes back
To cause me more flack
I just wish to stop new hire’s song Continue reading
Another year of Just Jot It January. Thank you Linda & crew for inspiration!
January 1, One-Liner Wednesday: “Let’s start the new year off right. Who wants a coffee?”
The Saga of Dreamy McBean
Had me a coffee
His name was McBean
Tall, dark and handsome
With a splash of some cream.
No work done this morning
Stayed up all the night
When I finish my second
I’ll be feelin’ alright.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2025)
Writing and Stuff by Chris Hall - Storyteller and Accidental Blogger
A.I. Art and Poetry
Independent Publisher of Poetry and Prose
Chel Owens
Live music in St Paul Minnesota
pagan songs & tales
Poets Pub
Writing/Tales + Tails + Culture + Compassion
my views.. my way
Challenging the barriers of the way we define reality
Stories and thoughts about being a queer girl geek in the 21st Century.
Valley 