Mumbles … Arena

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A magical night

Relieved for weeks in her mind

Embracing the experience

Never to forget

A meet and greet behind the arena door


Back when I was a teenager, a friend and I got the rush of a lifetime meeting some of our idols before a concert.  I will never forget how much I was shaking and how much I felt on cloud nine afterwards.  Of course the most memorable show was the one in the front row… but that story is for another time.

Now I have heard of at least a half dozen groups who do “meet and greets” for a price.  You get to have your picture taken, maybe ask a question and then you’re out the door and they get ready for the show.  I have seen price tags starting at $150 on up (beyond the ticket price)… it all depends on the group and how popular they are.  I know the costs of touring have really gone up and musicians were hurt when covid hit without being able to do what made them the most money – tour.  I would really like to see these events more attainable to the everyday person though, those who have to scrape together ticket money just to see the show.  I just don’t know how to make that happen.  Meeting someone like that can really be a moment to last forever in your mind.

A concert by a favorite act can always make me smile.  But there are some memories that will never leave me (like the band member walking barefoot through the bar looking for his shoes after one show).  An arena was a favorite place of mine in my past… I guess at 56 I am too old to holler and scream at a concert? Ah, hell no!  Bring on the bands!


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


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The origins of the day

Slowly seep across the horizon

Adding color to the sky

And returning the wonders of nature

Back into the spotlight of sunshine


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

Mumbles … Yield

I will not yield

I have come so close

You will not stop me

I am determined

Slowing down now

Would be like defeat

So instead let me finish

With a final hour’s push


I have read like five days’ worth of posts each the last couple of days and for the first time in MONTHS I see the days distinction in when the post was published instead of a date.  I see the light at the end of the tunnel so to speak and in my push to start fresh for February I just need this last day.  Then the month will begin my goal of keeping up with each day and posting more poems in the coming days and weeks.  I have really missed sharing my writing and challenging myself to write “off topic” of what I usually do with some of the more interesting word prompts I find.

So, by the time I fall asleep tonight I will be once again caught up, have posted for the first and will be ready to read a little more at my leisure tomorrow.  Thanks for sticking with me during my crazy long time I was behind and less visual.  Now, off to read my last five days.



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

Not Enough Elbow Grease

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I wish I could take a rag

And wipe away the cobwebs of my past

Use a broom and dustpan

To sweep up fractured moments

Scrub brush in my hand

And I will wash away the painful bits left behind


If only cleaning up the past were possible

I could have a fresh start today

Instead the ghosts still coat everything

With the shadows and grime of yesterday


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

Pulling for the Future

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What’s behind the door is a wonder

Do we dare tempt fate and take a peek

Do we sit back and worry it will open on its own

Do we refuse to leave our comfort zone and move forward

What is life without a little challenge

How do we grow

How do we learn

How do we gain understanding

The only way to know is by taking that risk

See what is ahead

See what possibilities exist

See what we can become

… just grab the handle and pull


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



Both of us were lost and alone

You hidden in the big city

Me the invisible one of my family

Yet somehow we found each other


Both of us were unsure of tomorrow

You content in your house

Me afraid to leave mine

Yet somehow we met


Both of us could not believe our future

You thinking of burning bridges

Me wondering if I could give it all up

Yet somehow we knew we would make it


Both of us were in love



Yet somehow we


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

Moving Pictures of the Mind

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I had a reminder on my phone today

As if I could possibly forget

It said your birthday is coming soon

I read it and silently wept

All the years of memories

Flood me with visions in my mind

And I can hear your laughter

It hurts and comforts at the same time

There is good and bad times replayed

Like movies from my past

Each one centers on you so clear

I pray they always last

And as the clock strikes midnight

I hope your spirit is free

For today is the day to remember

How much I still love my daddy


Happy heavenly birthday Dad.

So Tired Of

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Tonight I am spellbound

In a trance

Taken away

Lost in a dream

Flying so high

And feeling so free


Then the venom did spew

And the enchantment ended

Pain in my body

Pain in my heart

Lingering doubts

And fears infiltrate


But I blame not you

Nor do I blame me

It’s my old nemesis anxiety

With her friend depression

Rearing their ugly heads

Stopping the joy


I sit in solitude

Missing so much

My life I once knew

The hope for the future

Instead I cry

So tired of me


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


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My head is pounding

And so is my heart

It feels like it could explode

One beat after another

Each stronger than before

Sounds begin to garble

Words no longer recognized

I have tunnel vision

And the air is thin

Not now please

Not again

But I have no control

Anxiety reigns again

Taking over my body

Twisting how it works

My heart too fast

My breathing rapid

And a million thoughts a second

Occupy my brain

All while I feel blinded

Numb really

To the world around me

I have no choice

I must just ride out the storm

Pray no dangers lurk

Because right now

I would never see them

Trust in my surroundings

I will make it to the other side

I may be exhausted

But I survived

One breath at a time


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

Shared Confessions

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Confess your dreams to me

Do you want to flee

Escape this madness with me

And live in fantasy free


Confess your truths to me

Do you need the key

To set your sins free

And a clear future see


Confess your love to me

Do you want to be free

Where you only feel glee

In a world of just we


Confess your hopes to me

Confess your past to me

Confess your feelings to me

Confess you need me

… as much as I need you


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