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Friday’s Fictioneers: Chip away the unneeded piece

In my head


Friday’s Fictioneers: prompt  by Rochelle


Until the end of time

a statue of me with you….  on my mind

love is our tether, for all to see..

to interrupt us, etch in stone….

an impossibility

In my life

I’ve been fortunate

meeting and loving, a perfect mate

my wish is this gift

share love,  live love

enjoy this..


will play

on hundred million days.

lovers three alone *

chip away all unneeded pieces.

Reveal Love…. Chiseled in stone.


*the man the woman the artist

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Your Story: Cold


Photography By Sethsnap: Cold

Ancient Indians

The plains

They’ve  seen the same..

Year after year after year the same thing.

That was.

is still.


This year.

Last year.

Buffalo roaming


elk and dear.

IT’S Fricking cold again!

I’m going to go sleep with hibernating bear.




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A love passion muse thing..

(yea! the english muffin! that how i roll, nevermind)

Nooks and Crannies



Your Nooks and Crannies

I try

to get to them


Your nooks

and your Cranny’s



the right way.

When i find you..

early mornings

Inviting and delicious..

Heavenly, Crunchy

I  look forward

to all of our kisses.

In my hands

On my lips

Your crumbs may linger

And through a long minute

i may, i might…i could

lick a finger…

my innermost joy

splashed with grand colors

let’s add

Some Jam

to  that sweet Nooks, crannies, butter.

(cigarette, break here.. )

As we share

in our noisy bliss

The ignorant hates

And the smiles

of the  prejudice

I leave happy

full fine and fancy

for in my belly lies

Thomas’s nooks and

Thomas’s crannies


Your Story: Whispers of Darkness, Faith


Photography By Sethsnap Your Story: Whispers of Darkness



a splash of snow

muted reds

thousands of branches

wave hello..



twist around berms

to the calamity

nature adds..


I can lose

a turn

But This  night

a call,  far away from me

Through the

Whispers of Darkness

Goosebumps precedes..

chills reminds me.

did i speak of love  last..

did we forgave  tensions, passed

this turn

that turn could be

all we have

seeing, only so far

through the darkness

calls for belief

what life.       ahead…


Whispers of Darkness

Light is faith

Light is faith

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This year


I’m going to do it all the time.

I’m going to do it in the morning

and I’m going to do it at night.

I’m doing it on the left

And I’m doing to do it on the right.

I’m doing it from sun-up

to doing it to sundown.

I’m doing it sideway

I’m trying it upsidedown.

I’ve flipping it and smacked it. And worked it  down to the bone.

I’ll keep on doing  it, whilst chatting with  ladies or eating a bone

I’m gonna keep doing this thing

breathing air.

until  cows

answer   phones…

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Your Story: Blue Bank (On happy street)

Blue Bank

Photography By Seth Snap, Your Story Challenge

The blue bank

It’s a electric blue

I like blue. I wake up and love that the sky is blue (not grey or overcast)

I look forward to blue seas, pools, blue horizons

I’m Blue, the describer of feelings

The blues, music dedicated to describing it.

Any nothing as cool Blue…cool color

Blue needs better representation that a bank..

I glad this is no longer a bank

Beautiful empty bank..

Banks now, are crass and greedy always looking for way to generate a charge,It  cost to go in it cost to go out and  it cost to tell you that it’s costing you….

That’s why it’s closed blue represent up-ness and light, contrary to dark money grubbing banks or the economy went kaput… I don’t know I’m winging it!!

But i give this bank credit for trying to liven up the block with color..

Building available for Day care center

Or a Sesame Street Shoot…

Happy Street Count

A Poem

This building by the clock

The Farmer and Mechanics

Looks like the  block of Bert and  Ernie

And a big  yellow bird, you know! the alphabet fanatics. 

untethered my mind wanders

and this is what i think i heard

 inside of the bank

where the count is counting

and causing a big goofy stir

He’s counted out every dollar

coming in and going out.

He’s Counted every client

 Counted all the teeth in all the peoples mouths

He’s counted dimes, nickels, quarters  & penny’s 

from here to Timbuktu

Counted all the doors, lock and lights, We  stopped him from counting nose hairs too!

So they found a new position special just like him.

Called up the brush factory

Counting bristles

on brushes

is where


you’ll find him…

Ah!!!! threehundredandthirtytwothousandfour bristles!!

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Your Story: The View (Soul Food)

Sethsnap Challenge  Photo by Sethsnap

Soul food

My noontime daydream , i’m On this horizon

I float…. idly

My mind,  travels

far, fluid..

visual input sublime

My eyes feeding calm to my soul

Mountains I see below

just out of reach

A smile is in possession of my face

Chirps of birds singing out of sight

Wind, trees sway and rustle with renewal

adds to the chi (Qi)

Canopy of  the valley..she lies below

I engorge

View from under the tree

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Guess (the)Blogger

He thinks I care.. I don’t

I can’t

I just lie

I’m here from him but

Don’t misconstrue

It’s what I do

He is lumpy




And I heard,

His last one

Is in the garage

So on me.

I let him lay

jeepers creepers

what a day

And if he could really have it his way

I think laying on me,

he would,could stay

all day.

The end.

By The Mattress

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Chair O Pain… The dentist and I

The Pain In the rain Chair day

The Pain In the rain chair day

Found out that I got some cavities and I’m ashamed of my greedy teeth for holding out and having a stash …

I do my job, i wash brush them every morning and most nights… Dr.G who is a fine & excellent man of great needling ability.

The way he shakes your lip to distract from the long  tricking needle he is jamming in your face….

2012-11-27 13.21.45Ok  once you look at the needle it hurts more  in my  world…

The Needler

The Needler and me  giving a finger to them

It was a good day today in the rain.

I got to sit and live through the chair of pain

but without shame

and only me to blame

And more
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to the chair o pain