Observed early this morning:
jet streak
through the pre-dawn sky
connecting the dots
Observed early this morning:
jet streak
through the pre-dawn sky
connecting the dots
This past month I have been occupied with getting a book published on Amazon, both a print and an e-book version. I did this on behalf of the originator of the story, who didn’t have a clue how to go about self-publishing. Though I did my own book a couple of years back, I’ve had to relearn the process to get this done.
‘The book, the tale of two young teen British boys who go on an allegorical journey, is now live on Amazon — check it out! — and it’s time I got back to doing regular posts on my blogs again.
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English sparrows
freeloading push-and-scrappers
I feed them all winter
winter magpies
fat from feasting at the feeder
parade past the cat
trip to Yellowstone
Dad’s old white station wagon
a four-kid tent
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Fandango’s prompt word for today is COMPACT.
Traveling on a shoestring budget back in the 60s, with two teens, two pre-teens, and two parents squeezed into that car for the night, COMPACT is a fitting word. Good thing most of the nights were clear so we could open windows. 🙂
listless bouquet
from a weary street vendor
cement sidewalk
the old woman squints
wonders about her glasses
so blurred these days
stinging nettles
brush my ankles as I pass
whips of sharp regret
hope loses its way
in thick mists of dread
when news is scarce
One night when the moon came around
a cloud took a slice off his crown
So how did he spy
with a patch on his eye,
me as I sneaked through the town.