Year

November 6th, 2012 / Categories: Moose Nuggets, poetry, trifecta, words / 10 Comments »

It was a helluva year
Full of teen misery and angst
Full of the wonder of young love
Full of you

It was a helluva year
Full of social unrest
Full of heartache and sorrow
Full of news

It was a helluva year
Like the many gone before
Like the many yet to come
Like none we’ve ever seen

They say if you remember
The years
You didn’t live through them

I remember . . .

The year JFK died

The year Martin died

The year RFK died

The years of racial unrest

The day we met
The day we parted – came together again
The day we married – became parents

The day my mother died

In the year 2525 was a song
Full of dark sadness
No joy

I choose joy

I choose love

I choose the year
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The Trifecta Challenge this week is to writer 33-333 words using the word YEAR in its third definition:
3 : a calendar year specified usually by a number

Vanished

November 6th, 2012 / Categories: Moose Nuggets, Moosin Around, politics, talkin' to mahself, Velvet Verbosity, words / 3 Comments »

The news was greeted with sighs and wistful smiles. Hopes pinned on one candidate vanished with the flick of a wrist. Small town politics at its best, the race had been hard fought, harder won. Someone sobbed in his beer. The other hoisted an aged whiskey in salute.

“Good thing this only happens once every four years.”

“You’re right, Harold. If this campaign had lasted one more day you would have had a divorce decree acting as coaster to that glass.”

“Awww, Margie. C’mere and give me a kiss. My people are waiting. You and me, girl. You and me.”

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Velvet Verbosity tells about an upcoming nerdery-competition held jointly with writers from the 100 Word Challenge and the Trifecta Writing Challenge, but does not forget to give us a 100 word challenge . . . VANISHED.

Medical Haiku :)

November 2nd, 2012 / Categories: haiku, poetry, talkin' to mahself, words / 1 Comment »

Changed my meds again
Getting old’s not for sissies
Timeless angst for all
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Some of my bloodwork came back a bit out of kilter so the doc upped one of my meds. I’m feeling the results of that today – nothing to do but to work through it. 🙂

And to remember that getting old is not for sissies – bucking up now.

written for Lou’s Haiku Friday. Do go on over and check out his and others’ pieces.

Shelter in the time of storm

October 30th, 2012 / Categories: inspiration, Moose Nuggets, praises / 3 Comments »

The Lord’s my rock. In Him I hide. A shelter in the time of storm.

Jenna’s throaty alto contrasted with the younger, higher sopranos at First Raptured Assembly Church. She rocked back on her heels, lifted her face, and raised her hands in praise.

Glorys were shouted and Hallelujahs rang. Pastor Jamieson danced on the altar and clutched his hanky, dabbing at his lips.

“Praise God, sisters and brothers, praise God-a! We are in the presence-a of the Father today-a. Let the Holy Ghost-a lift you up-a to the Throne. The storms assail, but we prevail. Hallelelujah!”

Outside thunder rolled.
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Our country has had a wild few days weather-wise. People place their faith in many things. I imagine that many sang this hymn and clung to the hope that their Shelter would hold fast.

Written for Lance’s 100 Word Song wherein he chose Bob Dylan’s Shelter from the Storm.

Preparations

October 30th, 2012 / Categories: Velvet Verbosity / 3 Comments »

Bonnie patted her ruby lips with a tissue. It wouldn’t do to leave any stains behind. She tucked blonde curls behind her ears and set her hat at a jaunty angle. Her last act before walking out the door to meet her beaux was to tuck a derringer into her stockings.

He sat waiting, engine running. To watch her sway toward him was to kindle more than love. What they had together was blood lust pure and simple. Clyde jumped out of his seat, ground out his butt and swept open the door.

“Been waiting for you, doll.”

She winked.
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It’s been a few weeks since I’ve written for the 100 Word Challenge. This week VV has chosen the word KINDLE. A young couple I know recently posted a picture of them on fb. It reminded me of Bonnie and Clyde (whose picture is shown below), and apparently stuck in my mind.

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