My nephew Tristan had come to Denver from Wyoming to visit me on a sunny Saturday. Tristan was in the Air-force and stationed in Wyoming. He would come to visit me when he had time off from his duties, usually on weekends. This particular weekend we decided to go to the Denver Zoo. I should explain about the relationship between Tristan and me. I was 19 years old when he was born and I always considered Tristan and his ol...
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Ginny was irritated. Another day of single digit temperatures. She had the worst case of cabin fever ever - even if her "cabin" was a perfectly respectable $300,000 home in a lovely suburb in Madison, Wisconsin. Was there no end in sight? A string of frigid temperatures - the other day, the wind chill was negative thirty - and a brand new snow storm every few days, rendering driving to the store a truly dangerous undertak...
Off to France My husband and I were stationed in Germany in the late sixties. It has some beautiful countryside where I loved to go on day trips, not only to see the beautiful little towns with their charming churches, but to enjoy the wonderful food as well. My wives club was planning a trip to France, and I truly wanted to go. It was going to be for five days, two days spent on a bus going and coming and the other three...
My Worldly Travels My adventure starts here Ohio, here I come.... My friends from our Army days were going to Ohio to visit family. Roger and Sandy went home several times a year and asked if I would like to make the trip with them as my hubby was overseas. I love traveling so of course I jumped at the idea. Off we went in their station wagon, loaded down with snacks and sodas, since Roger would only stop for gas and pott...
The 1” high bright red numbers of the clock read 3:38am. Another night when the pillow feels like a cinderblock. I turned the TV off at midnight. My brain must be a complete catastrophe inside with all of the churning and endless clamor. The small nightlight attached to my emergency flashlight plugged into the wall gives off just enough glow to let me distinguish the contents of the room. Which I’ve done thousands of tim...
Chapter 9 By Kari and Khadaj The last two days had Sive on edge, wondering where this attraction she felt for Jason was heading. Should she just let it happen? Or should they sit down and really find out what each was thinking and wanted. If they did get involved, how would that impact their working relationship? These and many more thoughts kept on swirling around in her head. There was one real concern, were the nanites...
I wake in the morningAnd rouse out from my bedVisions of yesterdayStill dancing in my head. Down the hall, I do walkTrying not to stumbleThoughts and words come to meThey're all in a jumble. To that place in the houseFinally make my wayTis here that I beginThe dawn of brand new day. There I push a buttonMagic elixir you seeI need you so badlyJust to return to me. It is not in a rushIt takes its time to cookIt takes eterni...
On and on the words do flow, A broken heart that will not heal. It doesn’t matter if she knows, If it isn’t the way that she feels. Sometimes it’s best to just move along, A one-sided love isn’t worth the telling. It makes no sense to sing the same old song, When it’s obvious she isn’t buying what you’re selling. There comes a time when the door needs to close, Waiting in vain is pathetic and sad. Nothing will change by e...
Douche bags will be douche bags. We have all probably had a time in our life when someone makes us feel completely vulnerable and used. This date story is a prime example of that. So, there was this guy I was mutual friends with who I was also very attracted to. Tall, dark and you guessed it, handsome as hell. He also drove a crotch rocket which was über sexy. He and I knew one another through a roommate of mine. We were...
I've suddenly gotten old I'm rather set in my waysBut when I go dining outI'm the one that has to pay. Some like the one eateryThey claim it's almost heavenTo me that place is notI just call it Barf Evans. Another sits on every cornerWith arches of gold on siteThe food there is terribleIt tastes of ground up tripe. Other places are mere copiesAll over our fine landThe food is always the sameKind of tasteless and bland Giv...
Here’s another crappy poem.. A few verses and words that no one heeds.. I guess this will fix ‘em and really show ‘em.. Or just be another shitty piece that no one reads.. Which lately it seems is usually the case.. There are some writers who can just drop a turd.. Then stand back and watch the chase.. Always being followed by the same old herd.. Puke on a page has become an art.. Grammatical smear in sentence and verse.....
It is no secret that I have tremendously bad luck when it comes to dating and hook ups. I am a 23 year old post-college graduate female who works at a law firm, owns a new car, and lives with roommates in a large house. Some would say I sound rather put together.. but then there is my dating life. I really do not have good luck in this area. I will say that I have learned a lot of lessons that other people may benefit fro...
This humorous riposte to "Colorado Calling" by Alan Jankowski (Dirty Martini) not only employs the same rhyme scheme, but in fact rhymes perfectly with the original while telling the opposite point of view. At last he's gone, hip hip hooray!Let him go mooch off the cannabis cadre.No doubt he'll return before too long—(Given the bum's rush, the urge will be strong.) For too many years I put up with that snake,His easygoing...
Frosty dog encircled moon, color in the night. Jewels glitter upon new snow, shimmer bright. Magical memories, times when winter ruled. Childhood enthusiasm, never could be cooled. Wind blown drifts, always meant a day of play. Sliding slopes, launched airborne on my sleigh. Trudging knee deep back uphill, reaching the top. Exhilarating speed, face burning, laughing non-stop. Making snow angels, arms and legs flailing wil...
