Dreams in the Clouds

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Like a broken wing

Grounding a bird

Whose only wish

Is to soar in the skies

My heart has been scarred

And aches to feel love

Your words forever

Haunting my soul

I need time to heal

And regain my strength

Then like the healed bird

I can fly to my dreams

And hope you will be

Waiting there for me

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

Not Good Enough

In a word

Is how I feel


No longer wanted

No longer needed

Forgotten since

I became a useless person

Unable to work

Unable to do a lot of things

Some days I can barely get through

Taking them moment but moment

Friends have moved on

To others who can keep up

Family doesn’t visit

Afraid they’ll wear me out

Even those closest to me

Dismiss me as unimportant

The only thing that I can say

Is chronic illness is a lonely life

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

Test Time

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Deanna was asleep on top of her desk when her mom came in to check on her.  Her mom gently touched her shoulder and whispered, “Honey, you need to go to bed and get some real sleep.”

Deanna stirred and slowly raised her head, “I can’t believe I fell asleep.  I really need to study for this test.”

“You will not do any good on it if you don’t get your rest though.  Get some sleep and maybe get up a half an hour early and revisit it with a refreshed mind in the morning.”

“You are right Mom; I just know it is going to be an essay test and my dates and facts will need to be there to have it work.”

“You are great with your writing; an essay test should be a breeze for you!  Now get some sleep sunshine.”

“I will, thanks Mom.”

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

Parcheesi Please

The tension was high

A battle of highest standards

We had played a thousand times

And that estimate was low

For a good share of the time

We kept track of who won

But it has never been about winning

It is the time spent together

More like two friends sharing time

Then a mother and daughter playing

But it was a bond

And with each time we would

Roll, move and repeat

It was another laugh

Another minute

Another silent embrace

Of love from me to you

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

*Today has been eleven years since my Mom died and I still miss her like crazy. This is just one example of “repeat” for things she would do with me. I really miss those games. We would listen to music and laugh… good memories I hope I will never lose.

A Letter Never Sent

My dearest friend,

As I write this tonight, I think back on all you did for me.  How you were there at the right time and place to help me deal with a great loss.  How you guided my footsteps through pain and sorrow.  Now eleven years have passed, and you are no longer nearby.  Vanished from my life for reasons unknown.  I grieve your loss as much as the other.  I did and still do care about you.  Hope you are feeling fine.  I hope all those dreams you once shared with me have come true for you.  Above all I hope you have found that illusive happiness you never were able to grasp.

I will not lament the days we have lost.  I will instead treasure the times that we had.  I would raise a glass in your honor, but alcohol brough me to that dark place I was when I met you.  Although there are still some lose ends in that story, I figure you have forgotten what we shared.  There were not many minutes, only a handful of moments of help.  But enough to forever grant you a place in my heart.

I remember you fondly, I just hope you remember me.

Always a friend on your side,


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

Mumbles … Symbolic

Pink ribbons are symbolic of breast cancer.  You can find a ribbon for just about any cause.  The day this word prompt came out (July 3rd) it had been eighteen years since I had my surgery that confirmed my cancer.  Having fought it, I am so grateful for every pink ribbon I see.

Every pink ribbon is a little bit of hope.  It quite often represents a few more pennies that go into the fund for the cure.  At the very least it is more awareness and if it makes one woman OR man get that lump checked out and discovers the cancer early it is so very worth it.

I do what I can for other ribbon promotions… teal for ovarian cancer, iridescent for MS, purple for pancreatic cancer, puzzle pieces for autism, and so many more.  I wear both a pink and purple silicon bracelet for breast and pancreatic cancers as they have both touched my life.  I could probably cover my whole forearm with all the cancer and illness that has affected ones I love.

So, take a minute the next time you shop… look and see if the ribbon on the package is actually making a difference with a donation to research.  Support those products that are because without those ribbons we would not being doing as well as we are with cancer treatments.  We have not found the cures yet, but we are making strides every day.

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

A Dashboard If You Will

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Like a business website

I want to see clearly

An overview of my life

Able to see the past usage

Of all my energies

Able to know where

My time has been spent

Able to know my connections

And which ones are the best

But the closest I can come

Is a journal format I found

To highlight my days

And see where I need to change

So I write daily to try to improve

And better my fife instead of just lose

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

Quiz Time

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My name is Teri.  I am not a model, but I try to look my best.  I could lose a few pounds but couldn’t we all.  My job is a menial job as a cashier at a grocery store, not glamorous but it pays the bills.   I am single and get my share of dates, but still have not found that Mr. Right.

Today after my shift I grabbed a little something to microwave at home… I know processed foods are so bad for you but I’m just too tired tonight to care.  As I wait in line (we really need more cashiers) I see the latest Cosmopolitan magazine has come out.  I am not what you would call a regular reader.  I do regularly scan the titles on the cover though to see if something catches my eye.

When it was my turn, on a whim, I added the magazine to the meal and drink I had.  It would give me, if nothing else, a laugh and quiz to take about my imaginary Mr. Right.  I went to my apartment, prepared my microwave meal and snuggled up on the couch to learn, “How to keep Mr. Right.”  It would be a quiet night of learning.

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

Yes or No

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She sat on the edge of the tub.  Her leg was nervously bouncing.  For the seventh time she glanced at her watch.  It was almost time.  She was so nervous, completely confused as to whether she wanted a yes or a no.

The time was here she stood up, took the three steps to the bathroom counter and picked up the test strip.  She sighed and looked at the results. Her mind instantly went to Dan.  How would he feel about this?  He has never said he absolutely did not want kids, but he had also never said he did.

She heard the front door open and he stomped the snow off of his boots before he took his coat off.  She stood waiting in the living room for him to join her.  “Hey babe, how are you doing,” he asked as he entered the room from the porch.

She stood very still and so unsure what to say.  He came to her and went to touch her warm checks with his cold hands, she pulled back and squeaked out a, “Don’t.”

“What’s wrong, don’t want to feel the chill of winter my dear?”

“Dan, I have something to tell you.  Can you be serious for a minute.”

“Babe I am always serious about you.”

“I found something out today.”  She took his hands in hers and squeezed tightly.  “We are going to have a baby, I’m pregnant.”

Dan’s chin dropped only to be rapidly replaced by a smile.  “A baby, that is great!” He wrapped his arms around his wife and whispered, “I love you so much I never thought I could love you more, but now I do.”

The two wrapped up together and began to kiss.  She thought to herself, “I am so glad he’s happy, wait until I tell him how many twins run in my family.”

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