It’s 4 in the morning and we copy a dull theme that became a memeA TED-sponsored presentation which bent the genre and the sender of the message circled back again and againThe laughter was fun until the third time was done and I became dumbFind a way to stay invested in the TED-tested my mindContinue reading “It’s 4am 4am 4am 4am it is…”
Hear it!Snuffling in its caveScrabbling aboutShuffling toward the opening Don’t make a sound!Take another breathSilentlyFind another toe hold Further up the cliff faceRain is comingDon’t let a pebble fallDon’t rouse the beast Fingers acheArms and legs need a restMuscles judderKeep moving up! Its head appearsSnout angling for scentOf preyShrink against the rock Hold tight!Fingers weakenRightContinue reading “The Beast”
What is on the other side?The bridge is ricketyIt creaks under my weightThe sunlight bright and clear. One foot in front of the otherThe bridge swaysThe breeze whistles pastI grip the vines for support. Cross over the chasmReject everything learnedSay goodbye to all that went beforePropelled forward by Thousands of facesSigns of connectionSatisfaction at growthPowerfulContinue reading “Cross Over”
Philosophy of life and death.
Studying with Scribbleson Monday night,a spider wandered up past the topon the wallbehind my laptop screen. Oooh!I disturbed the group as the beastscamperedup the wallto perch near my high school painting. After class it had adopted the opposite wallby the place where myfeet would be while I sleep. It dodged the tea-toweltook three shots of sprayand wandered away. ‘Twas a happy me whoContinue reading “The Little Huntsman”
I named a creek after her todayThe name of which she wasn’t appreciativeHappy the water was running awayThe appellation was evocative. Her sideways glance forewarnedOf a suppressed desire to harmAnd I, being well informed,Stood beyond the reach of her arm. ‘Lunch I shall need’, I did so proclaim‘A lovely hot shower you shall need’, saysContinue reading “The Mad Scottish Woman”