Crossing the street, crossing one’s heart, crossing fingers. We cross a lot of things. Crossing can mean blessing, or if we’re double-crossing, cursing. Cross. Uncross. There’s a game played with scissors.

via Daily Prompt: Hopeful Hopeful we must be Always looking onward With expectation of something better Waiting just around the bend.

The daily prompt today is to write down the first 10 words that come to mind. Folly Coffee Busy Loud Sometimes Clouds Purple Storms Bell Music Now, pick 3 of them. Sometimes. Clouds. Purple. I know this because only a few days ago, the skies were a hazy shade of lavender. Not long afterward, it […]

THE POT-BELLIED STOVE Everybody knows Life changes Nothing ever stays the same And no one ever stays Too long In this life Except the pain Is always here It never goes away Just sits in the corner of my heart Curled up by the pot-bellied stove Keeping warm Everything else dies Everything else goes away […]

10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1, Ignition Lift off.