Remember This Always

When she was a child he told her about their family history-

it was full of adventurers, travelers, romance, Magicians, musicians

and artists.

 

Her eyes lit up and her spirit reached out and tasted the possibilities

of it all.

All of this history was in her blood waiting to be born, recognized and named.

 

And then her Father laughed at her excitement and said-

over the grave he had dug for her that day-

 ” Well you know, light bulbs burn bright before they burn out “

and he left her there

in the dark

to wait for dreamless life to end.

 

Daily Addictions Prompt: Reinforce

Piccolo Trolls

 

Today’s One Word Prompt: Sincere

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Trolls

slither  to me on their hungry bellies

to feast on words that are not here

for them to read.

 

Why haven’t they starved yet?

They spend so much time chewing on

my words

with

no meat on their bones.

I am

Sincere

I am

curious, amused.

entertained.

By those hungry

little

trolls.

 

I ask you:

Should I put them out of their misery

and

write about them?

 

Hungry little trolls, should I let them dine tonight?

Or should I let them

starve

decrepit pathetic

little

Trolls.

 

Feasting on words with no meat on their bones.

 

As for me:

Io festa su di loro

Piccolo Trolls.

I always do.