How Could They?

He sat at the bar staring at his drink.  How could she have done this?  Why was she unfaithful?  He swirled the ice in his glass and took another drink.  He knew his friend was taken in by her beauty, but he didn’t know the extent of that draw.  How could he do this?  One more swig of the liquid in his glass and the ice clicked against the sides of the glass.  He signaled to the bartender to fix him another scotch on the rocks.  The two of them together was so hard to fathom, but all he could see when he closed his eyes was the two of them kissing.  He would not let his mind imagine more.  He took the drink from the bartender and swallowed more of the alcohol.  He would do all he could to drown the truth until he was numb.  

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – liquid

In Her Dreams

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He stood at the curb, keys in his hands.  Her coat draped over his arm.  And he fidgeted back and forth waiting.  He looked at his watch and sighed.

He heard her heels clicking at the top of the stairs, “I am on my way Harold.”  She turned the corner towards the top of the stairs and was like a dream vision in her descent.

“You look ravishing my dear, that color really looks fantastic.  Are you wearing a new dress?”  She was suspicious, something didn’t seem right.  And then it hit her.  She woke up with only one thought, “If only he would notice me and what I wear.”

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – ravishing

Survival Coins (#FFFC)

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Down to a handful of change

He begins to count

Just enough for bread

And a jar of peanut butter

This has to last him a full week

It’s all he will eat

This is a splurge

Last week he lived

On ramen alone

He can’t recall

When he had vegetables

Fruit would be

A precious dessert

But the heat is still on

and the water still flows

His small apartment is dark

But a place to call home

One more unemployment check

More doors closed in his face

He thinks he might survive

At least until Spring

After that who knows

Written for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge (FFFC) #99

No Longer

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Please don’t try to stop me

Don’t interfere

I know what I want and it isn’t here

I want understanding

Compassion and your attention

I no longer want to be

A second thought you have

After you search online

For the latest pictures of the day

I’ve seen the ones you save

I’ve walked in on you

I am not a model

Or even that great looking

But one thing I am

Is a woman with a plan

And it no longer includes you

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – interfere

Fandango’s Friday Flashback – January 8

As a part of FFF I am going clear back to 2017 to find a poem I wrote for the word of the day – specific. I hope you like it!

Vague Memories

The specific details are hard to recall

But you were there and that started it all


It started a heartbeat deep in my soul

When you took my hand and we went for a stroll


I remember we walked

I remember we talked


But what was said and where we went

I don’t recall during this event


All I know is we were close and you held me tight

My body reacted on that special night


And I saw you in a different light

And I loved you with all my might


When you did what you do

I felt brand new


Now my love is forever deep inside for you

And it all started with a dream from out of the blue

For Fandango’s Friday Flashback (FFF) – January 8

Closer Friends

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It was an intimate moment

Shared between friends

Who care deeply for one another

The were both virtually alone

Ignored by the one who should care

They turned to each other

To share in their desires

To quench a growing thirst

It didn’t change their friendship

It didn’t stop them

From loving the ones at home

It just filled a void in their lives

And made the future bright again

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – intimate

Mumbles … Epitome

“Indifference, to me, is the epitome of evil.”

– Elle Wiesel

To see the display of violence that took place at our capitol yesterday… I must speak up. I must say I fear for our country. I fear that evil has taken hold of the democracy I grew up in. I heard today there was talk of invoking the 25th amendment. I feel helpless here, unable to do anything to save the United States in the last few days of Donald Trump’s presidency.

But maybe that is not right. I have already done my patriotic right, like millions of other Americans did, by voting in the general election last November. And it has been registered and verified and certified and any other “fied” it needs to be. It was saved from the destruction of the rioters when someone grabbed the boxes it was transported in. It has been made official in congress that Joe Biden and Kamala Harris will be in power in less than two weeks now. I just hope we make it that long.

What happened Wednesday at the capitol cannot happen again. We cannot turn a blind eye to it either. We need to make sure the guilty parties are punished to the full extent of the law. I am still haunted by the fact that our president said he “loved” the rioters… how can he defend them when they attacked our government? Does anyone have the answer?

Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) – epitome

Need New Treads?

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I am just not right

I feel a little off

I need to jumpstart my heart

To get my love on track

Tighten up the muscles

To lose a little fat

Calibrate my brain

To stop thinking of him

And basically overhaul it all

To reach a peaceful place

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – overhaul

Actions and Thoughts

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Billy was sitting on the floor of the warehouse.  He was supposed to be scanning boxes on the shelves.  Instead he was wondering why his watch always gained minutes.  Was it a flaw in the craftmanship of the watch, a reaction to his energy output, his aura?  His supervisor came around the corner to see Billy looking at his watch.  “Well surprise, surprise.  You are once again doing nothing.  How often I find you remiss in your duties is unacceptable.  When you do work you are great, but you need to learn how to stay focused.  I am afraid I am going to have to let you go,” his boss said and shook his head. 

Billy just sighed and stood up.  Handed over his electronic counter to his former boss and said, “I really need to be part of a think tank… thinking is where I excel.”

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – remiss

A Smile

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Take a minute

Can you think about me

Do you have it in you

To wonder how I am

Do you ever want to

Just send me a text

Or am I a thought

That you often avoid

To shut out of your mind

What we used to have

I only wonder because

I so very often

Still dream about you

And I wonder if you ever

Have a memory of me

That brings a smile to your face

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – avoid