Naked to her very core,
Money falling to the floor.
She bends to clutch each dollar bill.
Their lustful eyes make her feel ill.
Her value shown in fists of rain.
A hollow life of worthless pain.
Naked to her very core,
Money falling to the floor.
She bends to clutch each dollar bill.
Their lustful eyes make her feel ill.
Her value shown in fists of rain.
A hollow life of worthless pain.
Father Time – Trifecta
Lines of turmoil etch his face
His hands are bound by pain.
Regret of trying to win the race
It’s too late to start again.
His job had caused his knee to bow
There’d been no time to play
His children were successful now
They work 12 hours a day.
All alone, he wastes his tears
The years have felt so long
Spirit fading, he thinks he hears
Whispers of that idle song:
“Ring around the rosies, pocket full of posies,
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.”
Living Gift – Trifextra
Last breath gone, new hope rose
Skin for an accident victim’s nose.
Liver for another chance.
Kidney? Time - for one more dance.
One life gone, many begin.
Powerful gift of a donor’s organ.
Trifecta‘s challenge word “intention”.
The Road to Hell*
‘She looks like she didn’t even take a shower this morning. I would never let mine get away with that. Doesn’t she realize they are in a public place?’
Every judgmental thought and noble intention vanished as her three-year-old threw herself on the floor and screamed those same words she heard so long ago, “but I want it!”
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Image courtesy of Danilo Rizzuti / FreeDigitalPhotos.net Trifextra – Give us 33 words from it. Interpret the prompt however you wish–literal, metaphorical, or somewhere in between.
“He’s a hard worker. Doesn’t bother the others. He likes the night shift.”
“Oh, he’s a good boy. Always interested in how things work.”
They won’t know what hit them. Five, four, three…
Haven’t entered one of these for a while. Trifecta‘s prompt word is “Survive”.
The Final Act
How can something hurt so much?
The life that’s left is hard to touch.
The pain so deeply pushed inside
She knows this time, she won’t survive.
Lines of agony, tears of rage
Scratches of hopelessness fill the page.
The heart once beating longs to be still.
An empty life, nothing can fill.
The knife draws slowly across her wrist.
Blood, the proof she still exists.
In shallow breaths, she wonders why
Life was only found, when she chose to die.
She isn’t sad, she doesn’t regret.
She’s broken beyond what she can forget.
As the cold swept in, she closed her eyes
Spirit long gone, her body dies.
- Hobbler
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Write him a book: The great thing about this idea is that you don’t actually have to write a whole book…your husband probably won’t read it anyway. Just write a few pages, dedicate the book to him, and then paste those pages into some romantic book like “Lady and the Tramp”. A new book cover and you are ready to go.
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Coupon booklet: If you have children they have probably made you a few of these, but basically you just write a few “coupons” for housework or other things. The great thing about this gift is that after Christmas, your hubby will leave this book lying around somewhere. Before he gets a chance to cash the coupons in, just hide the book. Your husband will not want to get into a fight about how he could have lost the book you worked so hard on, so he will probably not even mention that it is missing.
A blow up doll: Not that kind…you and your dirty minds. One of those things that you blow up and then punch…it’s like a punching bag, but cheaper and easier to wrap. They come in all sorts of characters like Mickey Mouse and Sponge Bob. Your hubby needs something that he can take his frustrations out on and it can be a great workout.*
Bows: One of the great things about Christmas is that you can slap a bow on something and it suddenly becomes a gift. Bows can be conveniently stuck to almost anything that your husband seems to enjoy…guns, tv, money, body parts, etc.
Merry Christmas and Good Luck!
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