Wordless…
I wanted to write poems, about the hot water running down your lower back… But the sight of the drops flowing on your naked skin pleasantly numbed me beyond the very concept of rhymes and prose…
I wanted to write poems, about the hot water running down your lower back… But the sight of the drops flowing on your naked skin pleasantly numbed me beyond the very concept of rhymes and prose…
Snails… Shout out for the little guys! Hey, I can’t climb to trees… I don’t know how I could even dream about climbing up a tree with my house on my back! If you’d like to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Turning, and tossing no sleep again tonight She mulled over the uneasiness in her mind the gnawing realization of something that was in back of something that was in front of She shook her head in disgust, tossing the fairies and the unicorns out of her carpet halls and picture window existence, …… Continue reading Dreams Recalculated
https://youtu.be/L37-3v7DyYs Your Honor, I rest my case!
She sat as the writing cabinet. Alone at last, she let a burning tear run down her cheek. She turned her fountain pen over and over again, wondering where to start, and what to say… For too long, the silence had settled, punching her in the chest a hundred times a day, leaving her…… Continue reading My Dear,
Dandelions… Because even the most common flower took days to grow its delicate petals. And deserves to be appreciated… I think. If you’d like to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
I could hear it giggling devilishly as I approached, on my first break today… Showing off, in its still firm, pure white petals… Flower attitude, my friends… Total flower attitude.
That’s what she said! Who did that? you might ask… The Bag Lady, of course! To make a not so long, but possibly long if I tell it, story short… It was The Bag Lady’s grand son’s birthday, and he is a firefighter. And she ended her post wishing us a great week, and asking that we’d go…… Continue reading I dare you.
Two for the price of one tonight… Spring humor… Mocking Winter! If you’d like to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
I have had this quote ready to send out into the bloggosphere for ages! (ok, more like a few weeks, but for me, it felt like ages…) I am not the kind of blogger who can have an idea, start it up, and put it on the back burner for less creative days. No!…… Continue reading Go ahead…