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100 Words on Posing – Strike a Pose.
“Strike a pose” The thumping beat of a song he once loved to dance to just seemed to irritate… He watched the bodies, writing, moving, the ritualistic dance of “have me, if you can catch me”… He gifted the ignoring … Continue reading →
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100 Words on Exact- Seek-an-Hide.
“1…2…3…” Whose idea had hide-an-seek been? Hers? Mine? Hers I think, as had the idea of dating in the first place… “27…28…29″ I hated her games, and slowly was hating everything else about her, but I was so good at … Continue reading →
100 Words on Colour – Kaleidoscope
Twist… The coloured glass tumbled and caught the new lovers in fractured prism, how they laughed in delight to see noses and ears jumbled as if their tumbled love making was now caught in a thousand mirrors… Twist… And now … Continue reading →
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100 Words on R-e-s-p-e-c-t – Sock it to Me.
It was hot, the kind of hot that makes lovers question sexual activity… But their couplings were too new, to fresh to care if sweat was honest earned or merely a reflection of the summer sun…their moans too new to … Continue reading →
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100 Words on Water – Ripples
His voice sounded pleading, pathetic, distant even to his own ears… “But we loved each other…I mean you can’t seriously want to just toss it…us…aside?” He watched her, this cool pond of a woman, the surface warmed by his adouring … Continue reading →
100 Words on Water – Message in a Droplet.
Drrrrrrrrrrrrrip… Her gaze fluttered up, and in so doing caught the droplet as it danced it’s slow fall to splashing finale… “ahhh, and as if I needed a sign, there you are…a drip, a hole, something in need of repair…” … Continue reading →
100 Words on Impressions – You Left…
You got up before Mistress Sleep released me from her grip…I reached for you, for the comfort your cool skin offers my heat… finger tips danced in fruitless search… and a sigh tumbled like an agile acrobat from lips dry … Continue reading →
100 Words on Goodbyes – The End.
Beep…beep… I could hear Grandfather’s life ebbing away…Not ebbing, that is too grand a word for it…leaking. He was leaking, slipping out of my touch like water between cupped fingers. I could hear this through the hospital room wall. Beep…Beep… … Continue reading →
100 on Wondering – And Wandering.
My fingers flipped through pages, words unread… Here her secrets, dark and dreadful, to read or not… I wondered what fancies , what ghosts what terrors what joys I would find…but most all what would she say about me. Not … Continue reading →
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100 Words on Clutter – Of the Heart
I finally threw the box away, the note still inside…a fine layer of dust had gathered to pay homage in silent sentinel, a dusty duty of sorrow and loss. Days had tumbled to weeks, weeks disintegrated to months…. I admit … Continue reading →
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