• Repent

    Everywhere the sunshine went  The more money that was spent  On books, magazines and flare  Promising the art of no glare  Not remembering it was time to repent 

  • Desolation

    PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox  I knew there was going to be a problem when the info station was empty.  Complete loneliness overwhelmed my already frayed nerves.  The Park Ranger I had talked to the day before had promised the camp was full and there would be someone here to greet me.  At the moment, the campground seemed to be completely isolated.  No…

  • Open Skies

    From the highest mountain I see  Like the world seemed to agree  Bright sun and the open sky  Trying to drive away the lie  But all that remained was the deep black sea. 

  • Stars

    When the stars go dark  And nothing was visible in the park  I heard the animals start to sneak  But was too afraid to peak  Wondering how to best disembark. 

  • Unscathed

    PHOTO PROMPT © Peter Abbey  As the sun went down, I knew the problems were only beginning.  The problems the night would bring were so final, I knew I wouldn’t be able to get through them myself.  If only Richard hadn’t backed out at the last minute, I would have a little help in dealing with Samantha.  I knew her obsessions with the ocean…

  • Spree

    The day I hurt my knee  I wanted to go on a shopping spree  Instead, I sat down and cried  When my tears finally dried  I could tell I was finally free 

  • Games

    The only color showing was red  Starting when I was still in bed  Noisy, messy colorful games  Where nobody could remember names  But were all the lies just in my head? 

  • Glasses

    PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot  When I found Derek’s glasses, I knew he was never coming back.  He never left his glasses because without them he was legally blind.  Maybe he had been kidnapped and wasn’t coming back.  Either was fine with me.  I had never loved him and just needed a place away from my family.  And Derek was the first person to give me an…

  • Weather

    When the weather started to turn  All I could feel was the burn  Of all the lies that were told  From the days of old  Wondering what I had been expecting in return 

  • Stolen Plants

    Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash  What brought me to the porch wasn’t wall color, but the plant that had been stolen off my own front porch.  The plant where my single flash drive was buried.  Without that flash drive, I could forget any future plans.  I would not wake up tomorrow with the freedom I was currently experiencing.  Was the theft of my favorite plant an accident?  Or…