I Have

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What have I done?

What haven’t I done?

Have I not attended to your needs?

Have I not kept you happy?

Have I not been there in times of trouble?

Have I not been a friend and a lover?

I have.

And I take fault in your interpretation

That what we had was wasted years.

They were years of growth and change,

No matter if there is an end to them or not.

I will always care about you,

But now I strive to live a better life.

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

Late Night

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The girl turned the doorknob as quietly as she could.  Stepping inside she began to slowly close the door behind her when the light flashed on.  “Mom, I didn’t know you were still up.”

“Yes, I am as my daughter was supposed to be home two hours ago and just now came home.”

“Listen mom, I can explain…”

“Explain why you turned your phone off?  Explain why you let me worry for two hours with no word?”

“Mom, Benny ran out of gas and we had to walk to Casey’s on the edge of town. My cell apparently died as we were walking because when we got there it was dead.  Please don’t lecture me on my curfew, I didn’t…”

“No, you didn’t.  Didn’t think that I had worried.  Didn’t consider I have a meeting first thing in the morning I need to be well rested for.  I will lecture you, but not tonight.  Right now you need to go to bed and I need to calm myself down so I can finally sleep.”

“Mom, I really am sor…”

“Upstairs, we will talk tomorrow.”

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

In A Word

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I was floored

Taken by surprise

Stunned that he would even



Indicate that I would


Have an affair

Be disloyal when I



Was totally devoted to



Our marriage that

Meant the world to me

Made life worth living

Gave me hope



Every minute but he

Broke me

Tore us apart

Destroyed life as we knew it with a single word

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

He Did It And He’s Proud

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He looks around the corner

Hoping no one will see

His plans they are duplicitous

He is up to no good

He lies and cheats

And is looking to steal

Anything not bolted down

Just let him go though

He’ll incriminate himself

His own ego will bring him down

As he brags of all he’s done

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

Mumbles … Kafkaesque

Ok, I know what Kafkaesque is… but it does not flow well in a poem, actually it is a word that does not even roll off the tongue very easily (at least not my tongue!).  I could try to work it into a fiction piece, but I just did one about homecoming and I would much rather stack up poems than fiction pieces.  So that leaves me back at a roadblock.  Not that many of my poems rhyme, but what word even rhymes with Kafkaesque?  All I can come up with is burlesque.  But I will not travel down that road.  I am going to do a plug for my friend actually.

Everyone knows that October is Breast Cancer awareness month, but did you know it is many other awareness months?  Adopt a Shelter Dog month, Eat Better Eat Together month, Emotional Wellness month, International Walk to School month, National Book month, National Pasta, Pizza and Pretzel months, Positive Attitude month, and list goes on and on (take a look on https://nationaldaycalendar.com/october-monthly-observations/ ).  But I am in particular supporting National Dysautonomia Awareness month

There are several forms of dysautonomia, but I know a couple of friends that have POTS (Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome) and they can have debilitating conditions.  I know one of my friends often spends days where she has to do activities like cooking and washing dishes seated in a chair, so she doesn’t pass out.  The disease affects her blood pressure and is something that can come on suddenly.

To learn more about Dysautonomia and POTS visit … http://www.dysautonomiainternational.org/page.php?ID=30

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

Homecoming Trio

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“Mom, can’t I please stay out past midnight?  It is homecoming night.  The game will probably be done about ten, then that doesn’t give us much time to celebrate.”

“Marla, maybe that is my point, you don’t need two hours to celebrate at 17.  I told you this year your exception would be prom night when you could stay out late.  You can’t have both.”

“But Monica and Shelly are staying out until 2.”

“I am not Monica or Shelly’s mom.  I am yours and you will be home at 12 or no exception to the rule on prom night.”

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

Vaguely Familiar

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There is a new feeling

Coursing through my veins

I can’t quite put my finger on it

But it almost feels like hope

It is something I haven’t had

In a very long time

But with changes in the air

And freedom on the horizon

I do believe I like the way it feels

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

Locked Up

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He tried the combination, it didn’t open.  He swore he had the numbers right.  He wrote them down when they first got the lock and had used the combination before.  Why were the numbers not working?

Suddenly it made sense.  He had thought something was different, now he knew what it was.  It was a blue face for the dial, not green.  She had changed the lock.  Now he had to wait for her to get back from wherever, to gather the last of his things.  He didn’t have much, but he was ready to be out of her hair.

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