a chill in the air
summer warmth a memory ~
the season has changed
feelings have d i s s i p a t e d all sensation of life gone flat empty deflated defeated I felt more alive in the d e p t h s of despair than in the shallow reality of apathy 2011-09-11 P. Wanken written for Sunday Scribblings prompt: sensation.
beaten by that
which had once
am not alone in this boat.
I AM goes with me.
Shipwreck or no.
This was written for Sunday Scribblings prompt: shipwreck. I’m not so sure it didn’t end up looking like a topiary rather than anything remotely nautical. Oh well.
Written for Sunday Scribblings prompt: forward…and in honor of my eldest niece who ventures forward in life tomorrow when she leaves home for her freshman year of college.
ONE WORD one word one word and his mind races back and behind her eyelids to all of their words replays their first meeting Do you remember? one smell one touch of your perfume, your hair and my knees went weak and you intoxicated me as I melted in your arms I remember... the pleasure was all mine 2011-08-06 P. Wanken Written for Sunday Scribblings prompt: pleasure.