Monthly Archives: May 2012

How much is too much?

I’ve been writing for the Trifecta Writing Challenge for a couple of months now. It gives a prompt for you to write about, one on Monday and one on Friday. It’s mostly your take on a word using the definition that they … Continue reading

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The best of intentions

Excitement of a new love, that electrical sense of his nearness Seeing each other, never tiring Talking long into the night about everything…about nothing Hot breath on her neck, his heartbeat beneath her hand, whispering love words in the darkness, can’t … Continue reading

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What I should be doing instead of this

Oh cruel, dirty dishes, mockingly piled in the sink Your crusty food stuck and foul, rotten stink. You think you have me bested, you miserable fool Meet your match, my dishwasher from Whirlpool!   Trifextra: Week Eighteen : write a poem … Continue reading

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Abracadabra

Local grocery store checkout…on Tuesday…4:30pm… “No.  I said no.”  Seriously, putting all that candy right there.  Right at fucking kids’ eye level.  I hope someone roasts in hell for that idea.  Come on, let’s go people.  I need to get out … Continue reading

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A four letter word

My sweet five-year-old baby boy. My adorable brown-eyed, long-lashed, dimpled baby boy. This sweet, cute, lovable, cuddly baby boy has a favorite word. Butt. Actually, a favorite subject. Butt-poop-pee-pee-diarrhea-fart. Apparently, any business (in a five-year-old mind) that goes on in … Continue reading

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Mumblings in an airport

…”one bag.  I told her, just one.  It’s an overnight trip for chrissakes!  Who needs more than one freakin’ bag?  Her that’s who.  Doesn’t bother her ’cause she has me.  Her pack mule.” Trifextra: Week Seventeen For this weekend’s Trifecta, … Continue reading

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I blinked

A mother of boys, afraid to blink – one’s seventeen and wants to be gone… one’s eight and won’t hold my hand… one’s five and starting school soon… remembering my babies…a blink ago. Trifextra: Week Sixteen Your challenge is to write anything you want, … Continue reading

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