Ever since you left, Rainbows turned black and white and woebegone be I. Via today’s Word of the Day: Woebegone
Today’s Word of the Day is Woebegone. If you want to participate create a pingback to link your post. Not sure how to do that? See how to create pingbacks here. . via Woebegone — Word of the Day Challenge
As some of you might know already, every month I get to work the dreaded 5h00 am shift for a weekend. So this morning, I was up and getting ready for a new day of pure fun at 4h00! Yay! Normally, my jukebox posts are about just one tune, unless I have two songs about…… Continue reading Cyranny’s Jukebox…
“Hit me again!” She cooed. Freeing her delicate feet from the fire-red stilettos… “Do you even fancy sherry, Sweetheart? I don’t recall seeing you drink any, before.” “I hate it”, still handing the cup his way, fluttering her eye lashes in the most defying way. “But I’ll get us both drunk on it, if it means…… Continue reading Dance me…
there is so much to be learned from her. she’s planted in the mud and yet she blooms. JmStorm If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired: Close up on small daisy-like little flowers.
Her black nails contrasted with the bright white bathroom sink porcelain. She rubbed the soap frantically on her palms, and the scented foam dripped from her shaking fingers. Her hands were long clean, but she couldn’t just turn off the water and go on with the rest of her day. This was ridiculous. She…… Continue reading The hermit – part 2
Today’s word of the day is Integrated Please create a pingback to your post by including a link to this page in what ever you are posting. If you want to participate create a pingback to link your post. Not sure how to do that? See how to create pingbacks here. https://en.support.wordpress.com/comments/pingbacks/ via INTEGRATED — Word… Continue reading Integrated – Word of the Day Challenge
I light a cigarette, fill my cup, tilt my head… I drink your silence, head spinning from the mystery. Your blurred lines forcing me to close my eyes for a moment. Speak softly, but don’t say too much… Men always end up lying anyway. Take care of the sun for me, will you? While…… Continue reading Late evening monologue…
Te crier à pleine tête, Mes secrets de porcelaine Te hurler combien je t’aime Mon but ultime, mon unique quête…
“Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes…” – The Beatles (Dang!) The Beetle If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired: Close up (really really close) on a brown and bright green beetle.
Cyranny's Cove 