Flaunt Not!

My Aunt got me a brand new bike The kind with the supports on the side. Rolled it out to my mates I did Wanted to flaunt it, Hear their compliments. Proud I was till one friend spoke – Bet you can’t ride it, he joked. Incensed, I wrinkled my nose, Slung my leg around…

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Lost World

I’m drawn to my balcony By the tenuous pittering Of unseasonal rain On a neighbouring tin roof. Something calls from within – A ghost of days gone by. It begs me to surrender And follow it to a place I knew once; Loved once. I hesitate; my world beckons. But memories are sometimes More tenacious…

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Letting Go of Obsession

Originally posted on The Perfectly Imperfect Bunch:
Obsession: 1. The act of being obsessed 2. An idea or thought that continually intrudes on one’s mind. When people talk about obsession my mind springs to Kathy Bates wielding a hammer as she threatens to hobble her nearly escaped author friend (Misery, the movie adaptation of Misery).…

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Detergent Memories

via Daily Prompt: Fragrance She was walking down a supermarket aisle, shopping cart loaded with groceries and other home necessities. She was almost done. Only the cleaning supplies were left to be picked up. She stopped before a display of detergents and automatically reached for the same detergent she had been using for years, when…

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