You left an impression,
One I can’t quite get over.
I walk miles in our footsteps
Over hill and dale, in sun and shower,
Arms locked tight about myself,
Holding you close.
Turning Clock Wise
memory
Time 3
When I was a kid
A growly teen
Exhausted, I hated your snore
Squashed together in the bow
On overnight sail trips
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Time 2
A fog-locked boat, lost in Superior shipping lanes,
Radar reflectors hung high on mast and wide on boom,
Churns in a stomach-grinding corkscrew of wave.
You haven’t eaten for weeks. Continue reading
For Now
©I Goodheir
From Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr’s photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge(10/13/23). No more than 250 words in length. Otherwise, let your creative flag fly!
She stretched and struggled, pecking around the edges. Cradled between clumps of late season grasses, partially protected from the bitter wind, Cora stretched her damp, thin neck toward the fretful sun’s warmth. Late-born, her chances of survival were slim. Continue reading
Right? Right?!
From Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr’s photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge (07/07/23). No more than 250 words in length. Otherwise, let your creative flag fly!
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Inspired by subterranean graffiti below the family’s old Victorian, he lived in the basement, coming up only to grab some food for himself, or cook a meal on the rare occasions when his parents were home. His sisters fled to school and beyond, and when his parents became housebound, the girls’ annual visits dwindled and ceased. An uncurious caretaker watched over his father, keeping him fed and bathed and toileted.
And Charles finally, mostly free. Continue reading
Valley of the Trolls 