FFAW – Wardrobe malfunction

“I was a model for God’s sake!” She sneers at heart pathetic staff. “How could you let me go out wearing this? It says ‘I don’t care Do U?’ people will think I am a monster!”

The first lady throws the coat against the wall.

No one speaks. The eyes are locked on the floor it’ll be a long flight back.

She stands arms on hoops waiting for one of them to come tell her it’ll be alright. They don’t.

She reaches a glass of water. Her throat dry freedom the outside air.

Slowly the water freezes dripping ice over the side.

“No one say a word” whispers a staffer

111 words

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Enisa. Thank you Enisa!

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Distant Thunder

I look up to the skies

Sapphire blue stretches

Feathers of white scatter about

My eyes search for storms not there

My ears hear thunder still

Cool wind hints of moisture

It stirs humid stagnant air

Faint smells are carried to me

I know it but it still eludes identity

Still I hear distant thunder

The dryness of the soil calls

It speaks in cracks and groans

Once fertile harbor for floral beauty

Slowly the green leaves the landscape

It hopes it hears thunder

Forgotten Rain Gods watch on

Helpless as they are now nameless

Their tears no longer flow to the ground

Theirs is a hope that nature answers soon

They feel the distant thunder

Still I stare at the blue sky

Depth without substance again

I do not wish to curse the light again

My heart waits without patience

For that distant thunder

Instilling Fear

Like a shard of glass

I fell it under skin

I’m restless and consumed

Simple things concern me

Most do not affect me

But still they linger on

headlines tell me ‘be afraid’

Enemies changing spinning..

like a wheel rolling down a road

They grow faster than I count

My pulse quickens as it moves on

I know reality once upon a time

Now I knows fear and anger

The voices tell me the darkness grows

They don’t tell me who controls the switch

Wordle – That Person

Credit: Candice of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie


1. Drab

2. Envy

3. Counterweight

4. Correspond

5. Qualify

6. Ginger

7. Revolve

8. Deasil

9. Finite

10. Pressurize

11. Postpone

12. Thewless – Adjective. thewless (not comparable) (obsolete) Lacking morals or virtue. Lacking vigour or energy; listless; weak; nerveless

I’m postponing the next corresponding move. She knows I’ll make a deasil path. There’s are finite ways to revolve within her drab ginger world. Best to approach thewlessly, any signs of envy must be counterweighted by contempt. Her personality pressurize the simplest thingsn like saying ‘hello’

Ghosts in the Daylight

Ghosts in the daylight
Images lost to early
Tangent thoughts scattered
We lie dormant
Waiting to be seen
Hoping for second glance
Pieces hodgepodged into one
The collection, ourselves
Illusions for any occasion
My mask hangs beside me
I’ll take one from the wall
You only see the surface
Rip-tides await you underneath
Ghosts in the daylight
What we really are

Nature Cries

Rain falls like tears

Soft splashes almost caress

Birds sing undercover of trees

Leaves glistening in overcast light

Rising smell of Earth

Breathing freely from dust

Wholesome color chases pallid crust

Flowers stands tall pedals fully back

Gentle rain soothes air

Breezes find their way forward

They wrap around all there is

Blistering Sun hides while life dances

Still falls light rain

Restoring what is needed

Watering future dreams and hopes

Begging you to dance within it touch

Resisting the Wind

I used to love the wind

The sound of a distant gale

It crawls towards you

Low pitch groans resonant

High pitch whistles scream

Then the seasons changed

Heavy growls thundered from the East

Shrieks wailed ripping upon open ears

Chaos divided the landscape in pits

Creatures barely known spew forth

They speak from boisterous tomes

Hallowed be their entitled repression

They call me brother

I cringe visibly

They call me problem

It comforts me

They weaponize my words

Incomprehensible to them

I sleep during the day

My dreams comfort my nights

Blocking out the wind

Price that sanity costs

Hope is in the change

Action soon will be needed

#resist

Wordle – Splitting Away

Week 194

1. Tangible

2. Alien

3. Duck

4. Enhance

5. Revert

6. Garnet

7. Possessive

8. Dissolution

9. Objurgate

10. Quickening

11. Possibility

12. Decathect (v)) to withdraw one’s feelings of attachment from (a person, idea, or object), as in anticipation of a future loss)

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

“What’s left?” I search for tangible signs of life here. “Maybe an alien, or possibility a duck in garnet….”

Reality reverts is possessive grip upon me. My trance state objurgates me for allowing it’s dissolution. My pulse quickening as anxiety enhances the importance of my next move.

“I decathect your thoughts! I’m done!” I wait for reality’s response.

Sunday Whirl – Generations

“The spirit listens. What you breathe and what writing you place upon the sacred Earth matters.” Black Bear looks away as he talks following a cloud with his eyes. “Prosper is not an act. It dulls senses. Slowly, it digs through your years leaving holes.”

“So do I put this piece of malachite on Ebay or not?” Jessica looks at her Grandfather. Her vision of a few dollars rapidly disappears.

Hope

Behold little gem of light

I wish to hold it

My cupped hands warm

It spreads thinner across them

Finally disappearing into air

My eyes see light rays twinkling

As if magic dust created on touch

But it is gone away

In my heart I know its name

My nose traces little evidence

My ears deaf to its existence

But the glimmer of hope

Never fully fades from sight