Common Ground

it was a strange and shocking ‘morn,
this news they had each just found,
swiftly from grief to disbelief;
not one could wrap her head around

they’d each showed up to mourn the loss,
of a partner monogamous,
but now they sat on a chilly bench,
more in common than each had guessed

yes, they’d learned it in kindergarten,
but none of the three much cared;
not one had agreed to this common seed,
they unknowingly had shared

luckily, no revenge
would need to be avowed;
the conniving culprit was comfortably residing
six feet beneath the ground

Written in response to Bojana’s Tell the Story Challenge. I haven’t been feeling all that inspired the last couple weeks, but I do love a good visual prompt (even though challenges are scary!!). This is all I got – dark humor with elementary rhyming….but here it is. Thank you for your kind words and, as always, you are an inspiration Bojana! Please, click the link to read this beautiful and talented soul!!

I pass the challenge on to these unbelievably talented writers who are also beautiful human beings (with zero pressure!):

Meg Sorick, Author

Holly at House of Heart

Gina at Singledust

-image via Pexels by Leroy Skalstad

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Deceit

my heart moves so slowly,
but my body races deceitfully,
balling it’s fists and snapping into action,
muscles made of memories,
reminders that slow is unacceptable,
that elephants should be ignored,
that depth should be shallow
and easily treadable

except it’s not easy for me –
I always lose my footing,
my muscles exhaust in triviality,
as the gap between what is real
and what is expected widens,
engulfing pieces of me in the wake of the deceit

this deceit –
I have held onto it,
but it’s not mine to keep

-artwork via Pinterest, by Charlie Bowater