Warmth of a Smug Embrace

At last you show your face smiling, glowing a bit smug absent you were betrayer deserter hiding in ashiness depression cover of darkness for days twelve or more I could not see your smile or feel the warmth of an embrace damp tired is what I felt and sleep wanted to sleep You’re here now giving life and breath to my soul I love to soak up your being praise your existence fall to the ground thank God for withoutRead more

SoCS – Against the Rules

“In other words…” Rolling around my head But I am brain dead “What to write?” The white matter cried Sorry, they’re fried “I have no clue.” Perhaps I can cheat? From the prompt of last week “In other words…” I have none of those Emptiness exposed “I hate the block!” It cramps my style Thoughts in a messy pile “Where’s Cheryl’s bar?” I might need a beer and weekend cheer “In other words…” La-la-la-la-la-la-la Nothing…gah! “Much like pullling teeth…” There’sRead more

Nothing and Everything

It’s 4:00 p.m. Sunday afternoon and I have nothing. Nothing in the “inspiration to write something cute and funny” department. Nothing in the “I have a story for you!” department. Nothing in the “here’s another poem or cat photo” department. And, yet… I have everything. I have everything in a job that affords time off during the holidays. I have everything in friends who invite me into their lovely home for Thanksgiving and present a royal feast of turkey, stuffingRead more

SoCS: Hey You!

Psst!! Hey!! Yes, I’m still here. Psst!! Ahem!! And I need a beer. Or more sleep. Psst!! Beep!! It’s been a long week. Psst!! Snap!! Yeah, the beer I seek. Or retirement. Psst!! Toot!! It’s over now, I can relax. Psst!! Hey you!! Enjoy the weekend to the max. And do nothing. Psst!! Gurgle!! You should do same. Psst!! Snort!! This poetry is lame. Time for a beer. Stream of Consciousness Saturday is the “poetry” from author Linda G. Hill.Read more

One-Liner Wednesday: Nada is My Hero

“I’ve got nothing.” Zip. Zero. Nada is blank’s hero. Naught. Nil. Dark emptiness is thy will. Duck egg. Goose egg. A fly speck clings to cipher’s leg. Diddly. Void. Not much rhymes with void except hemorrhoid. Scratch. Shutout. Nullity is what extinction is about. No thing. Not anything. Absolutely, Positively, Valueless Nothing. This post has been brought to you by a void of nothingness. It has also been brought to you by Linda G. Hill’s “One-Liner Wednesday.” All you need toRead more