TITLE: haven't thought of one yet
PROMPT: Guns and Roses
WORD COUNT: 1,625
NOTES: This is my week two entry for January's brigits_flame. This is a continuation: Part I is here and Part II is here, so you might want to read those first before reading this one ( Read more... )

I must confess that sometimes
I forget you exist. My mind is rampant
with bills and grocery lists and washing to be done,
with what I wish I hadn't said and what I wish I had,
my mind is a mess of movie lines and song lyrics
colliding with fantastical story lines, with words
galloping just ahead of my ability to write them down.

I do not ( Read more... )

The sky above her was cloudless blue. The sun warmed the top of her head, making her brown hair feel hot. Below, down where the hillside met the sea, the water undulated. She wanted to go down, feel the waves lick her toes, feel the sand give way beneath her with each out flux of water. But there was no way to get down there from here. And she had ( Read more... )

Please, please, allow me
to invent you, let me weave
a dream of you, a composite
constructed of the idea of love
and desire. I need to expand you
beyond known borders, to map out
your imagined territories, which
your physical manifestation cannot contain.

Please, please, let me hide,
timid in the shadow of longing.
I will play a game of wanting.
I ( Read more... )

I do not remember
when or how or why
the status of you and me
shifted from acquaintance
to friend. Perhaps it was as
simple as adding the cord
of one event to the next,
compiling confession upon
confession, until the threads
of you and me entwined
into a delicate intimacy.
Who understands the slow
growth of friendship,
how trust blossoms
allowing the slow ( Read more... )

A Moment of ReposeThe cat is stretched out ( Read more... )

One and a half of my four goals from last week were accomplished, including a new youtube video, and my marathon training. The marathon training is really the easiest. To a certain extent I just have to show up at the appointed day and time. There's not much thinking involved. What I do need to do with that is to up the ante and start pushing ( Read more... )

TITLE: The Hairpin
PROMPT: Storytelling
WORD COUNT: 1572
NOTES: This is my week three entry for brigits_flame"You can blame it on the hairpin ( Read more... )

Liet di Lune was the only luminary in town. The store was a thin slice of space between a vegetable grocer and a brewery.

The bells on the door tinkled as Margo pushed her way in to the small shop. It was small; no more than 10 feet square. Bottles of varying color and illumination sat on the shelves that lined the walls.

Margo glanced at Leanna, who ( Read more... )

TITLE: Arrivals and Departures
PROMPT: Arrival
WORD COUNT: 1825
NOTES: This is my week three entry for brigits_flameDean was very confused. A mass of people filtered to and fro, like a disorganized school of fish. People chatting, luggage wheels squealing along the neutral green tiles, and automated airport announcements merged into perpetual background noise ( Read more... )