Daylight Fell

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” You really burned me up Ava, but I think I can forgive you.” Ava’s Mother, Violet Louise, pushed her glasses back up her nose and looked at her daughter and then out the passenger window. ” I just don’t like change, you know that. It’s time though. I know that.”

” Mom.” Ava looked into the rearview mirror and saw her Mom’s things, packed in old school trunks sitting on the back seat. ” It’s nice at Falcon Ridge. You can see the Ocean from your new place.

Violet Louise’s glasses rode down her nose again and she pushed them back up. ” I’ve always liked the Ocean. I almost gotten eaten by a shark once, and another time I swam to far out and almost drowned. But I didn’t care. I loved the Ocean and I wouldn’t have stayed out of it for anything.”

Ava pulled a stick of gum from her visor and popped it into her mouth. She worked the wrapper off with her tongue and teeth and spat it out the window.

” That is such a nasty habit Ava.”

” I learned it from you.”

” And do you know what else is a nasty habit? Contradicting you Mother.”

Ava tried to laugh but she couldn’t.

” You’re going to be okay Mom.” Ava said for the millionth time. ” You’re going to be ok. Falcon Ridge… I mean your new place is called Falcon Ridge, how cool is that?”

” I like the name just fine and I know I’m going to be ok. I survived a shark attack. Now spit that gum out before we get out of the car. It looks tacky for a woman of your age to be popping and snapping her gum in a situation like this.”

They pulled into the parking lot- the clouds were gathering on the horizon and the fog was rolling up from the beach.

The Receptionist from Falcon Ridge was waiting outside as promised.

Ava rolled her window down and the Receptionist leaned in and said gently, ” Hello Ava. If you bring your Mom, we have her place all ready for her.”

Ava reached over and gently picked up the box with her Mother’s ashes encased in a pink marble urn from the seat next to her.

It was no where near dusk, but Daylight Fell and the clouds over head blocked out the Sun.



I Walk A Lonely Street

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Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.


Photo: A.M. Moscoso

Photo: A.M. Moscoso

Well, since my baby left me,
I found a new place to dwell.
It’s down at the end of lonely street
at Heartbreak Hotel.

Photo A.M. Mocoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

And although it’s always crowded,
you still can find some room.
Where broken hearted lovers
do cry away their gloom.

Photo: A.M. Moscoso

Photo: A.M. Moscoso

Hey now, if your baby leaves you,
and you got a tale to tell.
Just take a walk down lonely street
to Heartbreak Hotel.

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Well, the Bell hop’s tears keep flowin’,
and the desk clerk’s dressed in black.
Well they been so long on lonely street
They ain’t ever gonna look back.

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

You make me so lonely baby,
I get so lonely,
I get so lonely I could die.

Photo: A.M. Moscoso

Photo: A.M. Moscoso

Photos By A.M Moscoso

Lyrics ” Heartbreak Hotel” By


Now You See It or You Won’t


B is for the Blade of Grass

Photos By A.M. Moscoso

I’ve decided that this week I’m going to pay more attention to Nature maybe take some pictures, take a stab and write a poem or two  about it, I’ll have to see what moves me I suppose.

I guess that taking in Nature is a lot like art appreciation. You can look at it from all the angles, you can study it, sit in the middle of it and soak it in.

Or you can ask, ‘what is this telling me, right now in this moment?”

Yesterday I took a couple of pictures- one of a lavender bush and a dead  tree that was carved up like a Halloween Pumpkin and given a face…I don’t know about you but that rubbed me the wrong way.

So after taking the pictures- of two living things that have been modified to be pleasing to the eye- I can’t imagine that they like it ( sort of like dressing up a cat or dog, though it does seem some of them do like that ) I decided to change them too.

I flipped through the app options on my camera until I got the pictures here- it was like an ah-ha moment.

It was like the tree and the lavender plants said, ” here we are.”

But really it’s more like I said ‘there you are.’

The tree and the plant came off in my pictures as un-real, a little unsettling, a touch macabre.

I’m hoping I see more of that this week.

It’s the part of nature I get.


Photo A.M. Moscoso