Her Colours

February 21, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Red and white – coloursof a sister’s soul – I mournvibrancy’s passing. (Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Purple Wisp

February 20, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Insignificancedoes not apply to nature’screations – each speckintegral to overallviability. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Compatibility

February 19, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Delicate pink blushsubmits to passionate red –floral agreement. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Flower in Waiting

February 6, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Asserting fragrance,waiting on winged visit –flower hosts stray ant. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Prickly Pear

February 4, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Not flower-like, but noteworthy. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Friday Follies: Personal Ad

February 1, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Proscenium’s Friday Follies.

Like a Sunset

January 28, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Nature replicates –borrows fiery sunset hues,sets petals ablaze. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Delectable

January 24, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Pops of red entice,punctuate wintry scene –Spring around corner. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Imbibing

January 23, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Winged creaturessip sweetness, inhale yellow –intoxication. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Friday Follies (Rated R?)

January 18, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

My husband doesn’t see the humour in this, but where I’m from signs warn: Bump Ahead. A ‘speed hump’ is a ‘quickie’. Nudge, nudge, wink, wink. Posted for Friday Follies, hosted by Proscenium.

Fatal Fury

Really wasn’t your faultthis fury that overcame –Words evoked onslaught,a raging river of pain. Didn’t mean to push you,miscalculated my aim,swimming in swamp watersnot a recommended game. You floundered, gurgled,cursed me by name –our love story, now viralbrought an alligator fame. (Image my own. Tale is totally fictional, I promise.)

Still Alive (haiku)

Shoo, Pity!

A kidney stone, coupled with an infection has set me back five days – two trying to soldier through the pain, and three pursuing medical answers. Anyway, I’m on the mend, tired already of this foray into self-pity. Tomorrow, I keep telling myself, is a new day. (Image my own)