A Journey into Creativity
Holy Guacamole
I’m addicted. Not necessarily to eating it, but more to making it. Slowly, it is becoming a Sunday ritual. First comes the garlic. I slide the papery covered cloves into a tube and roll until they release. Then I work my knife all around until it is finely chopped. I’ve also done the whole “rub…
Bye-Bye Precious Locks
She grimaced as she sat down. The black cape was securely snapped in place. She held up her phone showing her the picture. “It’s time.” “Shampoo cut and style?” She nodded and followed her to the sink. A nice scalp massage and squeeze dry, then it was back to the chair. She didn’t want to…
Lost in the Garden
Come, walk in the garden with me. Let’s follow the trail of bark and see where it leads. Row upon row of blossoming flowers, heady with fragrance, filling our heads. Twirl me in the center, under the gazebo frame, lined with vines and petals. Laugh with me hand in hand under the shade of the…
Spunky
When I’m an old lady, I want to be spunky; Ready to handle you, you old punky. Going on grand adventures, exploring places, Loving you in the in between spaces. Gleeful and happy, full of good cheer, All the more so because you are near. Watch your grandkids play the day away, In our front…
On Second Thought
She typed a text to him, but paused. She let the cursor flash. The miles between them seemed to grow. She didn’t know why this ebb and flow happened. It was always around her birthday it seemed. And would last for weeks or months at times. She frowned. She didn’t understand. But she didn’t want…
Lucky Fella
“Quick! Catch him!” The horde chased the diminutive man, dressed in a green velour jacket and black top hat. He giggled and kicked his heels, then ran off again. His flaming red curls bounced under his hat. Every March 17th, it’s the same thing. He’d come to love the chase, but it’s even funnier when…
Chivalry
He cried out across the wire… No! Don’t look that up! Freaking out that it might scar my innocent brain. Or perhaps he didn’t want me to think bad of him. But my fingers were faster than he knew, And the answer had already been revealed. I chuckled as I replied… “Too late!” But I…
Empty Night
A clear sky greets me, full of stars. I grasp this moment, fleeting as it is. But, no moon floats up in the sky, No place for me to feel we’re connected. I tuck my heart back in my chest, And wander through the leaves. I know the moon will soon return, and I can…
Hair Angst
She played with the stray curl as she lifted the phone to her ear. The edge of the phone was cold against her temple and hairline. She sighed. Growing it out was just the latest attempt to cover up what was really happening. She finished her call, lowered her phone and looked at her faint…
Gotta Dance
I can’t dance, although I pretend. In the background, Michael Bublè plays. Looking for a partner to join me on the floor. My little boy tries to slink by, but I scoop him up. Pull him close, I start to Sway. Why does this music make me want to dance? Visions of a flowing dress…
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Dawn Renee Writes 