Tag: GloPoWrimo

Fried Squirrel in Disguise

My sister and I sat down to supper looking at our plates we asked what is this mom? Fried squirrel, now eat, do you need some sweet butter?

Haibun: Twilight

I sit in the garden at dusk, watching the sky change from turquoise to amber red gold. The silhouettes of the trees are in stark contrast, midnight black against a vivid palette. I take a sip of bold red wine- it’s a cabernet kind… Continue Reading “Haibun: Twilight”

Darkness

Darkness rides on wings of ravens

See

I see you, standing there with your passionate eyes feasting on my supple body a steady throbbing deep inside do you want this maiden fair?

Paper and Lead

With paper and lead writing thoughts left unsaid broken loves, angel’s wings fractured hearts mystical beings.

Desert Spring

  The desert is blustery today with winds whipping dust devils into a frenzy. The seed feeders sway in the sudden gusts as love birds hold on like colorfully dressed children on a swirling carnival ride. Fuchsia Bougainvillea bracts scatter on the desert landscape,… Continue Reading “Desert Spring”

Wait

Wait for the dark my darling when we have the somber night enshrouding our wicked sins.