Dana from My Gorgeous Somewhere has sauntered to the edge of reason, and decided to jump into a free fall of honesty. 100% honesty. Dare you rise to the challenge? If so, post your list, and prepare for questions, for they will come, yes, my friends, they will come.
Here’s a list of different aspects of [...]
Time minus writing equalled nervous breakdowns.
Jessica from 9 to 5 Poet tagged me for this six-word bio. In turn, I tag the following:
Michelle from Poefitti, because I haven’t been in touch with her for a while.
Gloria, from Writer Reading, because she has a new blog called Short and Shorter Still.
G.from How to Survive [...]
La isola di San Giorgio Maggio, by Rick Mobbs.
The Island of San Perso
Dizzy, eyes out of focus, I needed a change. Mrs. Lamberti from Adventura Travels suggested a cruise, the Mediterranean, but steer clear of Isola di San Perso. If you see it, even by mistake, you won’t live to tell about it. Signora [...]
Amorosa Zúñiga’s Zippy Adventure
A Little Bird told Amorosa about a bonanza in a banana republic.
Before you could say Jack Robinson,
Amorosa was in the catbird seat.
A Little Bird clamped onto Amorosa’s travel cape,
and they flew to a cloudy colony,
crashing close to the Cayman Islands.
She was a dark horse among desperados
desiring diamonds and emeralds.
They dished the dirt [...]
Cheetah dreams of Barefoot Boy
This is a children’s story I wrote to accompany Rick Mobb’s beautiful painting. He provides fantastical images each Thursday for writers to describe and explore. Thanks, Rick!
Cheetah dreams of Barefoot Boy
Barefoot Boy dreamed he could read the words on a page. “Topsy-turvy,” he read, so he decided he must be awake, [...]
Painting by Rick Mobbs
Lantana
is a miniature town carved in rock high on the Cathedral of St. Peter and St. Paul, on Peachtree Street in Atlanta, Georgia. Most Atlantans remain unaware of its existence, as Lantana perches along the eaves of the cathedral. Inhabitants of the outer world see carved stone and gargoyles, but as soon [...]
Peacock exploring the temple in the shade, by mariacristina
Rabbit’s yoga day
Rabbit’s day became a long series of yoga postures. She left one room and entered another with outstretched Warrior legs, reaching for glasses and teacups with Warrior arms. Long limbs, stretching toward the sky, feet grounded, a body extending in two directions at once, her [...]
The power of the numb mind
All the apartment dwellers went numb,
capable only of a faint caw, like a blackbird.
Everyone conveyed thought by firing off
gamma brain waves that began as haimish
internal vibrations, but turned as stringy as munj.
Keening, alone in a home turned jail cell,
many wondered how a man or woman,
on a crystal morning, [...]
My Evening with Tom Hanks
Tom Hanks invited me to spend an evening at the spa with him and his family. I first saw the rustic spot at twilight, a spring-fed pond tucked in a rocky enclosure, where bathers took their rest on boulders like seals. Tom dove into the cool water, and I followed.
He [...]
The fable of Octavia’s harp (second version- click on link to hear me read.)
Octavia dreams-
she becomes
a harp’s plaintive melody.
Her hair hums
with sad songs,
black mane swaying
toward the stars.
She lies still each night,
sensing a mournful tune.
In sleep she plays the harp-
requiem for a boy
snatched from her grasp.
Wailing to the wind,
“Don’t leave me, never leave me,
never leave….”
She [...]
