A to Z Challenge – J is for John

“Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted.”

John Lennon

Doing something you love is a type of self-care. When you are doing a fun pastime or activity time can get away from you and seem wasted, but taking care to relax and enjoy life is so important. So, go waste some time today!

Past letters…



“Life is a wave, which in no two consecutive moments of its existence is composed of the same particles.” – John Tyndall

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Be unique

Be yourself

Be in the moment

Never again

Will you get

The same chance

To relive that second

For the earth

Spins on

The waves

Roll over

And the future

Becomes the past

All in the blink

Of an eye

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

You Ask, I Say

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You ask me what time it is

“It’s late.”

Is my reply

You ask me if I’m tried

“It’s late.”

Again I speak

You ask me why I am so quiet

“It’s late.”

Is all I say

You ask if you can do something

“It’s too late.”

I say with tears

You ask just one more question

Is it time to say goodbye


Is all I say

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


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Now is not the time to be meek

Find my backbone

Become the shark

Do all I can to be strong

I need my strength to face this day

Big plans on the horizon

Freedom is within my grasp

I just need to believe

Although this wont be easy

It Is what needs to be done

My peace of mind

And my basic happiness

Are on the line

No turning back now

The time has come

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

I Don’t Want To See

I wish I could take a picture of the past

Snap it out of focus and blurred

The memories are too painful

I want to find the silver lining

Of the dark clouds that I had

Only one thing I can hope for

That time will blur the things I recall

And eventually the pain will fade

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

A Watched Pot Never Boils

Time will tic eternally slow

When you expect someone to visit

The wait for dinner can be forever

When you haven’t eaten all day

In school the last class of the day

Is always longer than the rest

We struggle to stay calm

When we wait to surprise someone

And that last day before vacation

Never seems to end

We must learn patience

But only time will tell

Because a watched pot never boils


Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #8

Ticking Away The Memories

I had your time not long ago

Now she fills the hours with you

I deeply envy her

She has your gaze

Your intoxicating smile

Every waking moment

I only have short

Moments of memories

The heart you drew me

The first night we met

The cold nights in your truck

When we’d warm each other

Your gentle way of talking

And always so positively

Yes I envy her every minute

And every second regret losing you


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

Fading Flutters

I know he’s coming.  I can always tell.  It not like I’m psychic or anything.  I just have always been able to tell when he is near.  Mom says it’s because we were meant to be together.  My sister calls me Radar because of it; from that old TV show about the army hospital in Korea.

But I also know he is coming because he is almost always about five minutes early.   He hates to be late.  And tonight will be no different.

It was different though.  I began to be unsure if he was close.  I had felt him coming but now there was none of the usual “flutters” he gave me. Maybe he had to go back for something he forgot and he will call or text soon.  I picked up a magazine to read, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in my side.  It was strong enough I called out in pain.  My mom came to see what was wrong.

“What’s wrong dear?”  She asked as she came into the room.

Clutching my side I gasped and managed to get out, “Something is wrong.  I think it is Tom.”

Mom looked at the clock and said, “it is just now 7 o’clock, he will be here any minute.”

“No,” I said.  “He would have been here five minutes ago, but something is not right.  I need to call him.”  I took out my phone and punched his name.  It rang and ended up in voicemail.  “He is not answering.”  I grasped my side tighter as another pain shot through.

I was panicked, sure this was bad.  Then as suddenly as it started the pain stopped.  I sat up straight again and tried his number again.  It rang once and someone answered, “Hello?”

“Is Tom there please?” I asked the unknown voice.

“This is Sgt. Chris Houge of the Carroll police department.  I’m afraid there has been an accident.”


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


It is time again
Life has gotten too chaotic
Time to slow down
Leave the errands
And the chores undone
It is time to schedule
Something special for you and I
Time to soothe our senses
Take time to discover each other again
Like when our love was new
And our passion was high
Some soft music, candlelight and wine
Your arms around me
Our hearts beating as one
It’s time to let desires rule the night


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