green things start to grow
when they come out from the snow
so then i must mow

for Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest


don’t share spiced rice
with your little boy bryce
baby’s wild howls
may be riled bowels

for Final Couplet


coyotes explore
beyond their habitat while
our habitat spreads

for Ragtag Daily Prompt


lion attacks springbok
seems but isn’t belligerent
i’m belligerent

for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge


wide the gate i pryed
in the fence of the mete
that kept the lions in their pride
from our cattle to meet
thence to convert life into meat.

for Saturday Mix

big wheel

he’s a big wheel. he wheels and deals.
he likes to wheel out his escalade and
wheel it into the company lot
and park next to my kia and instead of well, well, well
at the wheel he says wheel, wheel, wheel,
look at my set of wheels.
he says, honey you are asleep at the wheel,
you are a fifth wheel,
whereas i am hell on wheels.
but i say, i’m the one with my shoulder to the wheel.
i grease the wheels around here.
he wants to walk around me and kick my wheels.
wants to treat me like a meal on wheels.
wants to get at my wheel within a wheel.
i don’t want to reinvent the wheel
but i don’t want to spin my wheels.
i’m the squeaky wheel.
so the wheels are turning.
the wheel of fortune is turning my way
while his wheels are coming off.
i’m wheeling about.
the wheel has turned full circle.
i’ve put a spoke in his wheel.
he’s running on his rims.

for Weekend Challenge

fake plus fake

he fake. she fake. baby, authenticated.

for Saturday Six Word Story Prompt


nature creates what is new
only from what is now

for Weekly Writing Challenge