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Football fans frantically cheering,

pre-game bon-fire,  tail gating frenzy, fannies freezing,

loud alumnae, snuggling, friends, rivals, stadium, history

scoreboard, jerseys, helmets, pads,

quarterbacks, full-backs, receivers,

coaches, referees,

hotdogs,  spilled coffee,  Gatorade, beer’s overflowing

half-time show, telecast, cheerleaders, short skirts,

touchdown, field goal, interception,

defence, offense,

50 yard line,

15 glorious weeks,

next weeks game,

Bowl dreams

For more  in 55 words go to Mr. Know it All. Always great stories and great people.

Join us at One Stop Poetry for great poetry everyday.

Today I am spotlighting my friend Daniel Audet.

Daniel is a wonderful writer and poet.

check it out

I’m loving my icon by my friend Adam Dustus

If…

I could look at the moon

in  her soft radiance

and hear her innermost thoughts

***

If…

I could stand before the sea

in  his raging energy

and feel his surging emotion

***

If…

I could embrace a new born child

in  her newness

and experience her innocent wonder

***

If…

I could ride on the winds

feel the undulation of the currents

and be suspended in time and space

***

Then…

for one fraction

of one moment

I may have a finite grasp

of what God

lives and breathes

each day

One Shot Wednesday is a time for poets to express themselves, to experience life, love, or reality through words. Please join us as we strive to inspire each other.

Photo by Ted Kerwin

Play me

listen to those low tones

that come from my heart

a depth only you can produce

***

Play me

each finger has a special place

knows the inner core

of my being

***

Play me

to your dying day

hear the soft sweetness

of love we  share

***

Play me

as you lean into me

and I into you

we make the sweetest

Music

This picture is a poetry photo challenge from my friend Charles Martin. This photo is a man who has had a long, loving life as a jazz player. Hear the Bass’ words, feel fingers produce beauty as they together make music.

“Honey I’ve really gotta go.”

“you’ll hafta wait for 25 miles”

“The other option-  trees or… Coolville”

“Several people have died in Coolville. Stop at the tree.”

Susan at Stony River is a wonderful hostess who gives us a picture prompt each week. Enjoy all of the Micro Fiction at Stony River.

You answered

but

there was something there

or was there something

missing?

***

It had been joyous

every moment

of every

day

chiding, teasing,

laughing

loving

***

Each moment of each day

beautiful

like a rose blooming

each stage

a new

fragrant

beauty

***

Is this

the brown

dry

about to be

blown away

dead

end

Thanks to : CTwirler12 for the dead rose

*http://www.flickr.com/photos/7407251@N07/1546169250/sizes/s/in/photostream

Dew Rose by L. Moon (Top Photo)

Check out One Shoot Sunday for some awesome photography and a chance to link your own.

I’m taking a break in order to show off Terence Jones – photographer highlighted on One Shoot.

Happy Sunday

Thanks for the pic Terence:

*http://www.flickr.com/photos/terence_s_jones

That blog site has me frazzled.

It eats more words than it saves.

When it works, it happily connects to the blogsphere.

Tho’ I think it knows I own a shot gun.

This is just one of many microfiction stories in 160 characters. Monkey Man hosts this menagerie on Sundays. Check it out!

Thanks Gregpc for the Shot

*http://www.flickr.com/photos/gregpc/386573428/sizes/m/in/photostream

They walked upon the changing tide

together all the way

up and downs of life

grew hard with each new day

today was high seas

tomorrow calm

tempestuous gray

light, breezy blue

feelings changed

time moved

bits grew tired ,

mean, hard to mend

the sand understanding and forgiving

became a kind-hearted friend

This is a Flash Fiction story. We write stories in 55 words for the Flash master G-Man aka Mr. Know-it-all.

Come join us for the fun and challenge.

Photo: “Ebb and Flow – SF Bay”  L. Moon

This poem is written by a dear friend David. He is presently in High School and has many plans for the future. I hope he realizes his dreams. I know he would love your feedback and comments. This is his first shot at what I hope is a long line of creative expression.

Lots of things are a mystery to me
Like the rotation of the earth and laws of gravity
but one thing I know without needing to see
is that because of you I can be who I need to be
why this life has to be unwilling to believe in this
thing called love simply cuz it can’t be seen
is a mystery to me
just like my life when I walked without your light
but our light remains
and we are desperate to fight through the troubles
and we have nothing to gain
you don’t know why but I hold me to blame
you ask me why and say it’s not the same
you cry foul and life’s not fair
but if there is one thing I learned in the time we shared
its that life’s not fair
it put you with me and let me have the times we share
I truly hope your perfect match
can understand what I could never grasp
you’re a prize not a piece of trash
I was a prince without
worth diamonds made of dirt
eyes like glass
a facade before the class
because I know
without needing to see
you are like the rotation of the earth and the laws of gravity
you’re a complex creature down to the core
but this is something you know
without needing to hear more
so I guess I should come out and say I love you
will you let me stay?

copyright 2010 David Wilkins

Thank you for the Eclipse to Olibac

http://www.flickr.com/photos/olibac/4186446091/

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