Buffalo – FFFC #106

Majestic beast

That ruled the land

Remind us of the past

All the damage at hand

Land was taken from those

Who were there before

Because we were scared

And we didn’t want war

Now a small gesture

That what we did was wrong

And the lands should go back

To the owners who belong

I stumbled through something close to a poem, but the first thing I thought of when I saw this image was the following song by Mason Proffit – Buffalo

For Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge – FFFC 106

Silent Hell

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Alone at a table in Village Inn, she began to write while she waited for her food.  Helen was stressed and had to get away from her hectic home life for the day.  She had just grabbed her coat and walked out the door.  Now she was trying to write out the troubling emotions into some poems.

Her food arrived and she set her notebook on the seat next to her.  Her mind was still swirling with thoughts and words.  When only about half of her food gone, she pushed the plate away and moved her notebook back in front of her.

Our lives are hell

Reacting to each other

Never really talking

Why bother

You’re usually drunk

Now I seek hope

With or without you

I must find peace of mind

She seemed pretty satisfied with this.  She dated her notebook page and signed it.  Thinking of a title she wrote Silent Hell above the poem.  Another poem about her chaotic life.  It would really break her heart if she knew this made the hundredth poem, she had written this year and it was barely March.  She set the notebook back out of the way and slid her plate back in front of her and finished her lunch wondering if he even had noticed she was gone.

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

Mumbles … Luck

“…If it weren’t for bad luck, I’d have no luck at all.  Gloom, despair and agony on me…”  You have to be old like me to know that and you had to like a little country music and humor.  That was a regular skit on Hee Haw.  I think that part of the song sums up the week so far and it is only Wednesday.

Let’s start with the bitter cold of Monday.  My boyfriend went to go pick up some meds… battery said, “Hell NO!” He tried my car and it started fine.  We then tried to jump start the truck.  “Hell NO!”  So, we left to get the meds in my car and were going to address the problem Tuesday.

Tuesday came and went with no work on the battery problem.  My boyfriend really wasn’t in the mood as he had worked the early morning part of his shift and then was fired on his way to lunch.  I might add, that is after 23 years with this company.

Wednesday, he called the local Walmart that does battery repair… they were out of his battery.  So was the other Walmart in town.  Since he had half of his five-year warranty left, he wanted to stick with them so we ordered the battery online and supposedly will get it tomorrow.  This was all done while I was finding out one of my best friend’s significant others was just diagnosed with cancer.

I am kind of afraid to sleep and see what tomorrow holds.  I do talk to my therapist tomorrow and I do look forward to that release.  This is just a few bumps in the road.  I will keep going forward and do what I can to try to keep my boyfriend on the positive side of things.  This is not a sad country song, it can end on a happy note, I just need to turn up the music.

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

Keep On Kicking

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Thoughts are all around me

I am swimming in the middle

Trying not to go under

Some are obstacles

That I must swim around

Others push me like the tides

And I fight to swim through

But ahead in the distance

I see what looks like shore

There is a welcoming warm light

There are so many thoughts

Can I ever get past them

Or through them to the other side

I turn around and look

At the distance I have traveled

It gives me hope

That maybe I can tread water

And not get lost in the chaos

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

Mrs. Miller’s Porch

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Anna went towards her car and was approached by her neighbor Ted.  “Have you seen Mrs. Miller lately?  I normally see her sweeping her porch after it snows, and she hasn’t been out since the snow stopped yesterday.  She didn’t go on a trip that you know of?”

“No, not that I have heard of.  Do you think she’s ok?”

“I don’t know, I may call and have a welfare check done on her.  It is just not like her to leave snow on the porch more than an hour or two.”

“Well, I have a doctor’s appointment now, so let me know what you find out.  I hate to think something has happened to her.”  Anna got into her car and drove off.

Returning home, Anna saw Mrs. Miller’s porch was clear of snow.  She got out and walked towards Ted’s front door.  He opened the door before she got there.  “Anna, it is not good news.  Mrs. Miller had fallen last night and broke her hip.  She just couldn’t get to the phone.  They took her to the hospital and expect her to be ok after her hip is set.”

“The poor woman, on the floor so long in pain.  I am glad you called to check Ted.  You are a great neighbor.”

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

Out of this World!

I saw this word challenge and instantly thought I had the ideal song… upon listening to it again (after several years since I’d heard it) I discovered the word planet is never used. So much for Children of the Sun…. back to the drawing board. Duh! It hit me like a ton of bricks. A song from even further back in my childhood. This one I knew have planet in it. So without further ado here is Schoolhouse Rock’s Interplanet Janet (and Billy Thorpe’s Children of the Sun just because I can!) –

For Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – planet

Too Good To Be True

He was taken in by her beauty

He felt alive the first moment

When she gently touched him

Her eyes made him feel faint

Dreams played in his mind

Of the future they could have

But her love was poison

She had deceit in her heart

She played him for all he had

And walked out the door smiling

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

Fandango’s Friday Flashback – February 12

**Trigger warning**

This week we look back to my daily prompt post from 2017 … this is a post I did about my history and worst of times. I want to mention again there are options and places to go for help… there are others who have been through it, you are not alone. For this week’s FFF

Out and Away

At the height of my ex-husbands drinking and my lowest moments I often thought the best option for me to get away from all the mess was to drive straight into a tree off the highway… thankfully I had a friend who saw how deep I had fallen and helped pull me back up.

Being in a household with a heavy alcoholic is hell, total isolation, guilt, shame, anger and a million more emotions all bottled up and shaken well and often.  But the thing to remember is you are never alone.  There are millions of ways to break free and get help that don’t have the disastrous results of this poem.  Reach out, find help, you are NOT in this battle alone.

Al-anon   http://al-anon.alateen.org/

Suicide hotline  http://suicidepreventionlifeline.org/  1-800-273-8255

I was aware of the snow

But I left anyway

I had to get out

I had to get away

The house reeked of alcohol

Again you had too much

I had to get away

I had to get out

I felt the tires lose traction

And the impact with the tree

I had to get out

I had to get away

Unconsciousness turned the world grey

Maybe this was my escape

I had to get away

I had to get out

Saying goodbye to the life I knew

And hello to eternal peace

I got out

I got away