• dverse poets,  Lost in words,  Poetry,  Writing Life

    Lost

    I get lostSomewhere between coffee and breakfastI got lostI tumbled through cream rendered cloudsinto the black caffeinated depths of an all-night dinerAnd there I was ensnared by the couple making love with their eyesover juice and toast I get lostSomewhere between ordering hash-browns and dousing them in ketchupI got lostBefore the first forkful found my mouthA woman extracted herself from a cup of coffee with a notebook and penInky blue lines curled up from coffee-stained pages to ensnare me I get lostSomewhere between the gleam in your eye and the promise in your smileI got lostI tumbled into possibilitiesWhere I might goWho I might beIf I don’t let you take…

  • alone,  Carry On Tuesday,  Erotic Romance,  Pantherians,  shapeshifter romanace,  shapeshifters,  Therianthropes,  Writing Life

    The Picture In My Head

    I write to pictures. Sometimes I browse Flickr for ideas. Sometimes it’s a picture I see with my eyes shut. This is what I see right now: A perfect blend of shadow and light rendered the snow leopard invisible as he crept sleek and silent through frosted woods. Where woods broke away to a ball field, he broke into a run, sending powdery snow up in plumes, his lean belly skimming just a feather’s breadth above the ground. Wind ruffled his fur, sang in his ears. The forest thickened on the other side, but it was like welcoming arms closing around him, inviting a companion. He craved the comfort of…

  • Atlantis,  Flash 55,  Flash Fiction,  last shuttle,  NASA,  space exploration

    Stardust

    You were around before I wasI never thought you’d be gone before I wasI watched your stars reaching for the heavensAnd I mourned with you when they fellMaybe I took you for grantedMaybe you’ll find a way to rise againToday I mourn againWatching Atlantis descendGoodbye NASA This post was written as part of G-Man’s Friday Flash 55. Click here to see what others have written or join the fun yourself.