Adventure

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Inspired by BrewNSpew Cafe 8/12/19 Word Challenge

We were so grateful the sun finally began dipping behind the mountain range. The heat dissipated some even though it cast a hazy, burnt atmosphere around us. The clouds above us spread out an undulating, wavy pattern. Wrestling coyotes, wrangling with wild horses, evading snakes – what a daymare this had been!

As we lay on the riverbank, after escaping all those perils, we realized what a predicament this had become. Exhaustion was quickly setting in alongside the fear. Making matters even worse; all our gear and supplies had floated away. The situation had become life or death. What a nightmare.

Actions Of A Stranger

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According to you, all that’s missing is a cape.
But your contribution is the bare minimum.
Turmoil abounds, and where are you?
You need a signal in the sky to see what’s
right there in front of you?

Emotional maintenance means nothing to you.
So many opportunities for growth missed or ignored.
My needs are on stand-by, yours apparently met.
And you’re still smiling and laughing while
it’s chilly in here. You never bring a coat.

So why are you acting like you’re a hero?

Wordle #145

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Inspired by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

Stinking supervisor, have to work second shift again. It’s like he has a grudge against me or something. And the recently posted schedule has me working the upcoming holiday too. Hogwash! I need some time off, damn it!

I could see the feral cat in the yard on the surveillance camera. Its tail gave a little wiggle as if to say hi. Feeling a tinge of homesickness, the separation from my kitty made me wish he were here now. Might have to sneak him in if these shifts continue. But my damn supervisor would probably be rigid and enforce the No Pets rule. I hate my job.

Ugh, I felt ill all of a sudden. Chills passed through my body, and I felt my bile gurgling up as nausea set in. I became light-headed and wobbly standing on my wedge heels. And then I purged, all over myself. As soon as the last bit had come up, I went to wash myself off.

I think my body is trying to tell me something.

 

 

Slow Burn

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it starts as if a fantasy
every box checked
he’s perfect
don’t you know

slowly…
deliberately…

it becomes a trap
from which you
can’t escape
easily

you become disabled
in the head
so you’ll stay
out of need

still thinking it’s love
but knowing something’s off
the courage and independence
fighting to be recognized

that’s not love
it’s a cage

mistook nice
as being invested
mistook attentive
for genuine care

but the details of todays
are boring
the atmosphere thick
with silence

the possibilities become a dead end