The Assignation

RDP Friday: Interview

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” I waited all night for you to come home. You said you’d be home before nightfall. Remember? You told me to wait in the kitchen. That I should sit back and relax. Maybe have some tea.”

She sat at the table, covered with dust and broken glass and mouse droppings near the window. The pale sun tried to make it’s way into the small dark kitchen and failed.

” I tried to relax. I tried to drink some tea. I tried to ignore the clock, but I couldn’t.All night, I waited all night.”

He stood at the kitchen door, he kept his eyes down. When she was in this kind of mood the last thing he wanted to do was to look into her face.

” Now look at this place. It’s dropping to bits. When I look around all I see is the grave you shoveled me into when you left. ”

” Then why don’t you leave? ” he whispered. ” Why don’t you just get up and leave. Why are you still here? ”

He looked up and she wasn’t at the table, she was at his shoulder and she was whispering into his ear, ” Because you buried me to deep. ”

And then she was gone,

but he is still there and no matter how many other houses he lives in or where he shops for groceries or how many sunsets he basks in with a glass of wine in his hand

he will always be in this kitchen, with her.

From Earth To Mars

Here are two really important videos that are science related that I would like to share with you:

On March 5, 2021 NASA’s Curiosity Rover sent HI-RES panoramic image from MARS’ Mont Mercou site as well as Martian Clouds, Dust Tornado and Water-smoothed Rocks

All images are non-edited to see Mars in real colors

. Martian clouds and dust tornado are animated (collected from series of images). Mounted on the mast (the rover “neck and head”), these black-and-white cameras use visible light to gather panoramic, three-dimensional (3D) imagery.

The navigation camera unit is a stereo pair of cameras, each with a 45-degree field of view that supports ground navigation planning by scientists and engineers. They work in cooperation with the hazard avoidance cameras by providing a complementary view of the terrain.

All images and animations are from Thomas Appéré – associate teacher of Physics-Chemistry-NSI @stpaulstgeorges | PhD Doctor in Planetology Credit:, NASA/JPL-Caltech, NASA/JPL-Caltech/MSSS/Thomas Appéré

And back here on Earth we have some images of when Mabel Dreams. I happen to think that anything concerning dogs is important and without science this clip would never have been made, so it counts as an important science share.

Yeah…it’s a reach but it’s nice to know that my creative writing skills come in handy at times like this.




Fandango’s Flashback Friday: Worn Words

Reposted for Fandango’s Flashback Friday:

Worn Words

First Published September 30, 2016



What story do the things you wear tell about you?

Pankiewicz: Swans in the Saxon Garden

Pankiewicz: Swans in the Saxon Garden

Every cut

every scar

every word

I have heard, written, spoken

has been

etched in my skin

carved on my face

inked on my bones


Every story

I have ever been

brought to life

with my pen

has a home

in my bones

on my face

flows through my veins

like warm blood, a soft breath, a laugh

a scream from the bottom of my soul

from the darkness of my heart

where the light has never been

Edouard Manet

Edouard Manet

I wear it all

for you to see

for me to feel

I am story

told on cold dark nights

when  the fog creeps in

and you are all alone

with me.

The Key

Putting My Feet In The Dirt Prompt # 7 Alleviating The Ache

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A promise for a kiss

a kiss for a promise

a heart for a soul

I  will not surrender the key for the lock

to the only door out

of my dark and empty house.


The garden out back is over grown and wild

the flowers, the birds and the trees all died

the cats stroll through looking for snacks

and there’s a hive in the apple tree

it’s a tomb for the  bees

that dream in death about warm,  sweet Spring days.


There’s a swing

on the porch

that rocks on it’s own

and there is music  haunting the living room

in the dark and empty house

that used to be my home.


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