Originally posted on Ron Lanham Writing:
The world is discovering what the elect had discerned. You had held sway over the easily manipulated. That grip loosens by the hour, as you sing and dance the familiar routine. Promising the moon, while delivering only riches into your own coffers. Hailing yourself as the champion, battling for the…
Tag Archives: Thoughts
Morning Thoughts
The morning chill and hot coffee shook me awake. Walking Molly in the snow, her tiny paws crunch the powder. The kind of day where schools close and kids rejoice. A great time to stay in, be warm and write. Maybe.
Supper Time
Tonight, I enjoyed the most amazing pot roast. When the mood strikes, which is at least once every other month or so, I make “Mississippi pot roast”. Or at least my version of it. Which typically includes brown gravy mix, ranch dressing mix, banana pepper rings and a dash of the juice. Plenty of seasoningsContinue reading “Supper Time”
A moment
A shared glance became a conversationHe asked her to dinner, she agreedA moment became a great nightNow a lifetime of cherished milestonesJust a glance, what a beautiful chance
January haiku
There are highs and lows Meeting each day on its terms Hectic or mellow Often, they are blue My thoughts and feelings of you Long ago, yet near Once more with feeling I heard that somewhere before Forgot to feel it Snow smothers the ground No greens, yellows nor browns show Cold echoes abound
Rambling cinquains
Inside warm, inviting a cozy fire crackles away from deception, almost at home A throne challenged anew stands resolute, mighty judging fate as sound, not lacking Resolved Aground wrecked long ago once a mighty vessel sailing calm and menacing seas tall ship
50 Word Thursday #80
50 Word Thursday #24
It has been awhile since I have had time to participate. I have missed it. The rules for 50 Word Thursday are simple. You can base your story or poem, or whatever you choose to write, on either the pic above or the following phrase or both: the fishing boats had returned from their morning runs;Continue reading “50 Word Thursday #24”
Self Crafted Hell
The pieces in place, prepared to render justice for transgressions most human. A mortal plane of existence, designed to torment and punish the failings of an apathetic soul. Crafted in mine own image. An earth bound hell, built to hold the memories and stoke the regrets. The reminders of loss and what might have been,Continue reading “Self Crafted Hell”
Lace and Honey
Their eyes met in the realm of possibility. That scape where interests often collide. Sharing a curiosity, engaging in a little myth making. Together they forge nothing into machinations constructed to delight the imagination. Her beauty is evident, he also caught a glimpse of her strength. Her words soft and sweet, to him like laceContinue reading “Lace and Honey”