It Came From 2016

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Things from 2016 that I hope do not come back to haunt me:

Oh who am I kidding? If anything crawls out of the shallow grave I popped it into I’ll bury it again.

After all, if it was worth doing the first time the second time will be just as much fun.

Chew on that for a minute.

I do hope that nobody asks me if:

I watch the Walking Dead or Game of  Thrones.

No I don’t.

Zombies and Swords and Zombies with Swords – no.

No. No. No.

Oh.

And the woman who told me she rubbed a politician’s desk for luck

and then took a picture of herself sitting in it

and then got herself elected to office?

I’m coming for you ” Barbara“.

That’s the bitch about becoming a public figure.

Consider that your 2016 hangover you looney.

Just FYI.

 

Writers Write January Prompt: Hangover

Death Of A Snowflake

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I wonder if snowflakes scream

when they fall from the sky

separated from the gray clouds

they call home,

Viciously cast down

to live their

remaining days

Clinging to trees and rocks and

housetops

Until they melt and run like

tears

quiet

and

unnoticed

by uncaring eyes.

snow-falls

 Daily Post Prompt: Calm

Make. Me.

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

 

A dash of color

a flick of the blade

would you like to make me

your art?

 

Chose my words

wave your finger under my nose

would you like to make me

your song?

 

I will flush my brain

silence my tongue

fade into oblivion

create me.

 

Make me.

Live.

 

Daily Post Prompt: Bespoke

Count On It

Winter is supposed to be an adventure.

One day the Sun will burn out

and the best cookie is a warm cookie fresh out of the oven.

By these rules of nature

I will abide.

Muddy Colors by Childe Hassam

Muddy Colors by Childe Hassam

 

Daily Post Prompt: Abide