Heading West

Normally, Saturday’s post features “Trivia’s Facts and More.”  The highway has led me to my native home of Montana.  Enjoy this poem.

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Heading west again

Leaving Buckeye land

Passing fields of corn

Highway’s singing band

 

Heading always west

Looking for blue sky

Small towns say hello

Highway time flies by

 

Heading west each day

Indiana waits

Illinois rolls by

Highway distance great

 

Heading ever west

Iowa belongs

Minnesota treats

Highway rolls along

 

Heading west for sure

South Dakota smiles

Wyoming roams free

Highway conquers miles

 

Heading west today

Montana’s hello

Big Sky welcomes home

Highway’s final show

 

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My writing will be taking a well-deserved vacation while I wander under the Big Sky.  My next post will be published on Tuesday, August 22.  Everyone take care.

Morning’s Mystery

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Transforming night’s darkness

Morning’s mystery calls

Covering land with mist

Sunrise waiting, now stalls

 

Spirit’s sentinels stand

Towering, leafless trees

Daybreak’s silent twilight

Catching whisper of breeze

 

Sharing message of peace

Stillness joining crisp air

Breathing with day’s fresh hope

Spring waits as winter’s heir

 

Time forgets to advance

Hitting snooze, stardust reigns

Nature’s one vacation

Filling cold-blooded veins

 

Freezing rain descending

Sleep’s final ticket home

Chilling another day

Winter ready to roam

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Monday Memories: Vacation Paradise

Written and published in June, 2019, this short story is an early attempt with humorous, flash fiction.

field of trees near body of water

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Pete has been planning a well-deserved, solitary fishing trip for months.  His actual plans have remained a secret—especially from his nauseating cousin, Wilbur.

Wilbur always meddles in Pete’s affairs.  So much so, he even frightened away the love of Pete’s life.

Pete is ready to make his “secret” trip for some rest and relaxation.  He anticipates fantastic weather, superb fishing, and time all to himself.  Paradise awaits!

As Pete enters the lobby of the sleepy, little motel in a tiny, isolated town, he agonizingly hears, “Good Buddy!  How ya doin’ cousin Pete?”

Vacation paradise . . . Never!

 

Vacation Paradise

field of trees near body of water

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Pete has been planning a well-deserved, solitary fishing trip for months.  His actual plans have remained a secret—especially from his nauseating cousin, Wilbur.

Wilbur always meddles in Pete’s affairs.  So much so, he even frightened away the love of Pete’s life.

Pete is ready to make his “secret” trip for some rest and relaxation.  He anticipates fantastic weather, superb fishing, and time all to himself.  Paradise awaits!

As Pete enters the lobby of the sleepy, little motel in a tiny, isolated town, he agonizingly hears, “Good Buddy!  How ya doin’ cousin Pete?”

Vacation paradise . . . Never!