Here Goes Nothing

He pushed the save button.  It was finally done.  He had written a third short story and was toying with the idea of putting one on a blog site.  He knew a couple of people who used a blog to share poetry and to air out emotions.  He was just interested in stories.  He had read a couple of his friends’ blogs and found them entertaining.  This was time to decide.  He took a sip of his coffee and went to the website his friends used.  He did a copy paste of his story.  And he pushed the publish button.

 

(100 words)

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

Make Hay While The Sun Shines

Hannah slowly approached the recliner and hopped into the seat being careful not to drop her crutches.  “I can’t believe the doctor won’t let me walk on this for two whole weeks.  It really doesn’t even hardly hurt.”

Her Mom turned to her and said, “Now is a good time to work on that blog you wanted to do.  You will have plenty of time to tend to it.”

“I might as well, all I can do is just sit here with my feet up.  I still don’t know how I managed to break my foot walking across the grass.”

 

(100 words)

Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #29

Writing You Back

I pour a glass of wine

Turn on some music

I sit down and think of you

A part of me wants the whole bottle

A part of me wants to cry

But I only sip a little

Before I bring pen to paper

I write about my love for you

I write of how you let me down

I write of how I need you

I write of how I am overwhelmed

If writing could change things

And take away the hurt

If writing could do just one thing

I’d bring you back to me.

 

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

Inadequate

Under pressure to make the perfect poem

Searching desperately for the right words

Erase and rewrite

Start all over again

I have a limited amount of time so I struggle through

While facing my own dilemma head on

Erase and rewrite

Start all over again

I start to get tired and sleep tugs at me

My mind grows more foggy

Erase and rewrite

Start all over again

I surrender to my inadequacy

And just give in to my writer’s block

Word after word

End this pressure now

 

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challange (FOWC) – pressure

Button, Button, Who’s Got the Button

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photo from Google images

She sat at her desk almost giddy.  She had gotten an assignment too good to imagine.  Her English professor wanted a paper on something she excelled in knowledge of.  Ever since she was little, sitting with her grandmother at the sewing machine she had been fascinated with buttons.  She began collecting them when she was about ten years old.  And she was now eighteen with an esoteric knowledge of new buttons, old buttons, 2H, 4H, shank, metal, leather, and even antique buttons that had value to them.  Her first step was to gather her buttons and then begin to write.

 

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

Mumbles … Tenacity

This is a mumbles kind of a night.  I have been in a flare and I just don’t have much left in me tonight to write about tenacity.  My tenacity got up and walked out a long time ago.  No, I guess I can’t say that for the plain reason that I am writing this.  I will not give up on my writing, even if it is just a stream of consciousness blog, I have the determination to get at least a post a day done.  It is good for my mental health to write, help my concentration and keeps my hands moving so they don’t cramp up.

I started out with the intention to write about either of my grandmothers as they were both so like the energizer bunny when setting out on a task.  But I miss them both so much I kept getting off track.  I then tried a story about a man unhappy at his job after twenty years being tenacious in finding a job he loved to do.  But I got tripped up with memories of when I used to work.  So, my mumbles post was born.

As my evening meds are making me tired, I wind down and hope that you all have a healthy positive week.  (((HUGS)))

 

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

Searching

I close my eyes

And lose myself

In random thoughts

Trying to tame

My poetic mind

And grasp some

Inspiration to write

From love to loss

From happy to sad

I have often

Written them all

But tonight’s thoughts

Are scattered and few

My muse is silent

And the words hidden

Leaving me with

A blank paper

And pen useless

If only for tonight

And tomorrow

I will once again search

For the words

I long to write

 

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