Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
This category is intended to highlight posts that have struck a sonorous note for me or my readers, or which, either through the living of them or the retelling of them, occupy a particularly special place in my heart.
This piece was written for Week 33 of the Sunday Photo Fiction Challenge: write a story – Flash Fiction – of around 100-200 words based on the photo below: (http://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2013/11/10/sunday-photo-fiction-november-10th-2013/) Each day, he’d bring a new bit of wood, piece of metal, or scrap of… Continue Reading “Silent Offerings”
Today is October 31, 2013. Today, I: …met a Ninja! …talked football with the Manning brothers! …kissed a witch and hugged a butterfly!. …bumped into several Minecraft characters and a few zombies! …gawked at a bloody-faced ghoul, who followed a line of brides, princesses… Continue Reading “Happy Hippie-hugging Halloween!”
Journal Entry, April 21, 1967: Interview Day on Campus Why did I add my name to so many sign-up sheets? Hedging my bets, I suppose. That little insistent voice in the back of my head is still gnawing at my insecurities. Maybe I’m not… Continue Reading “An Engineer’s Journal: April, 1967 – Interview Day”
He sits atop the oversized piano bench, feet dangling, sidling off the edge to press the pedals. He, like his Dad before him, craves the music; is intoxicated by the idea that he can make music; by the notion that he can push a… Continue Reading “The Piano Lesson”
Written for Trifextra weekend challenge: This week we’re asking for 33 of your own words inspired by this classic song by The Rolling Stones. Good luck! NaBloPoMo October!
This was written using Trifecta prompt “Zombie”( a mixed drink made of several kinds of rum, liqueur, and fruit juice ), and for NaBloMoPo October (crunching leaves).
Written in for NaBloPoMo October: Fall posted by BlogHer. Prompt for October 4- what is your favorite Halloween costume. He could hardly stand, the weight of his costume sitting atop his frail, ten year-old frame. Though his face was covered, I could still see… Continue Reading “Mr. Penny”
Written in for NaBloPoMo October: Fall posted by BlogHer. Prompt for October 1 – what is your favorite thing about Autumn? I love Autumn. I love the falling leaves and resplendent colors; and the cool nights and bright days. In particular, I love the… Continue Reading “A Tribute to Turning Leaves”
📓*📓*📓 Fifty years ago today My marble notebook, open lay: Scribbled lessons, Homework sessions, Boyfriend doodles, Girlfriend toodles. Atop each gray-lined leaf, A simple sign of pure belief: ‘neath penciled cross, “JMJ” embossed. 📓*📓*📓… Continue Reading “Triple Header”
****************** Suddenly, I’ve stopped tumbling through time. Suddenly, I’m witness to his silent moment of triumph. Suddenly, I see, that he hears only through pulsing stringed vibrations and deafened, thundering applause. Suddenly, I weep. ******* This weekend, we want you to give us a… Continue Reading “The Sound of Silence (Vienna; May 7, 1824)”
👫👫👫👫👫 ************************************************* My Grandsons, three plus two, my ‘starting five’ they rampage, romp, and shoot at hoops with zest My ‘Sis’ has five Grand-girls, in pink they thrive. all prettied up, her girls dress to the nines while mine, in ‘Pirate Blue”, launch plunder-quests… Continue Reading “Villanelle*: Precious Progeny”