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Archive for September, 2012

We Heard But Did Not Listen

Dogs barked loud, long, Tuesday night;

but, like auto alarm blares,

street waited for silent air.


Early Wednesday morning bright

shimmering sun, shattered glass

shards of windows in the grass.


Several missing GPS,

dogs, mute as laryngitis,

wore shades of looking righteous.


Our vehicle sat unstressed,

entry unscarred unmarred,

husband didn’t lock the car.


Glove compartment contents strewn,

robber didn’t take our stuff,

guess it wasn’t worth enough.


Wouldn’t want our paper maps

colored bright and crackly new,

yellow routes and water blue.

Trifecta prompt (33 words to follow the first paragraph)

“The last strains of sunlight lingered in the corners, grasping every available point of refraction. She slid her fingertips along the glass wondering if this was all there ever was. Or could be.”

Life, now an unfamiliar story strangers tell. Her mind’s glow has faded, and memories disappear like the rays of a setting sun.  Tomorrow has no yesterday. Today passes away without history or consequence.

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