The Clock Ticks – 400 words
The clock ticks, clicks, Tick click Click tick And spins a golden dance Its own fair Scrambler under a glass dome. Through generations it is passed. Marking... Read more.
Water – 400 words
In a bowl, blown clean enough, I am now contained. Waiting for the stones, Waiting to wash the worries and burdens away from women who need miracles who... Read more.
It was a Saturday. – 400 words
(pay no attention to it being Sunday) We sit on the porch every Saturday. PopPop brings out his lawn chair every morning where he holds court til supper. Nana... Read more.
Universe and i <20 min art
Just getting started where the universe and I overlap.... Read more.
It’s a floundering day
I’ve let that stop me for more days than I have ahead of me. I’m not going to let it stop me any more! Well not today. Today I will art and as art is meant to... Read more.