Winter snow boots worn all year
but I don't care
my feet slip inside with such little friction
for quick dog-walking moments before daylight
It's all right, though I probably won't wear them to dinner
for #openwrite
Winter snow boots worn all year
but I don't care
my feet slip inside with such little friction
for quick dog-walking moments before daylight
It's all right, though I probably won't wear them to dinner
for #openwrite
Joe, GI, kept his world to himself, his head knocked off by a fall from the shelf
Joe's hands, replaced backwards after a tragic twist of fate, couldn't grip a gun,
but in some remixed world, Joe and Barbie, and maybe Ken, might have had a bit of fun
for #OpenWrite
Hop On Pop and its nonsensical Seuss-ian verse and rhyme was the first time I ever read a book on my own, and in our home, reading books was a cherished time, the quiet often descending after dinner, but for the turning of the page
for #OpenWrite
Chips in a bowl with jagged edges and small broken parts - fingers messy and lips, apart, we attack these snacks with full abandon and a jar of Salsa
You never knew how I was watching you layer the pasta, then the sauce, then ricotta, sausage, beef, plus all the other odds and ends you wove into the dish, making it ever more delicious to eat, and I still remember, when I'd close my eyes to take a bite, it was like finding a poem, buried beneath
for #openwrite https://www.ethicalela.com/recuerdos-de-comida-y-amor-memories-of-food-and-love/
Why'd I ever said yes, is anyone's guess, but there I was, sax in hand, a teenager on stage, more than a little afraid, joining a Portuguese wedding band
for #openwrite
the bend's where we spent our summer days, the soft elbow in the little river and wooded pines providing us a place for us to play, the holler of our families calling us to dinner just beyond an ear-shot away
for #openwrite
Rain drenched; We've spent time today watching the sky fall while wondering on the sun
a fibonacci poem for #openwrite
Fly, pigs, fly find the sky don't worry why the ground is passing you by - for you are a wondrous contraption build with levity to imagine soaring up high: so fly, pigs, fly
for #openwrite