Switched on new gas fire.
Charlie heats his booty, while
Prude’s on yard-duty.
skat@2016
Throbbing in my head,
Promises relief at last–
Storm is on its way.
skat@2015
Shrill, intermittent
Beats, repeating swell notes, in
The heat of the night.
skat2015
‘Hood cats on heat, their
April showers come along—
Nothing like the song.
skat©2015
Writing is ..., it just is ...
A Quest For Emotional Insight
Roots and Branches in our Family Trees
thoughts, anecdotes and snapshots stumbled upon
Fumbling by Leisure, Singing to Cake
because the story must be told
Diary of a Canadian Winter Garden
by Scooj
A Continuing Revolution
Color by words.
home of the elusive trope
"Literature is language charged with meaning." Ezra Pound
Football Talk - with other stuff mixed in
a creative writing notebook by Bill Bisgood
I sell collectibles and art online and often find the things I've found have hilarious and at times, dark stories to tell. It's thrilling for me to be creatively random, so always expect the unexpected in the things I share with you.
Disposable, Dispensable and Disembodied
My imperfect journey to a cruelty-free life
A poem written, or a book read, every now and then
