Category Archives: family

PERFECT

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OctPoWriMo prompt

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PERFECT

fall has come to the city

air brisk, steps match

light coat fare

mini skirts flounce not yet embracing the change

street vendors stouter from layers

cart emits chestnut smoke plumes

pedestrians skirt each other avoiding collision

holiday season enroute

perfect family time

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10/06/2014

 http://www.octpowrimo.com/2014/10/octpowrimo-day-6-perfect.html

Homeless Kids

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HOMELESS KIDS

Normal on the surface

And that’s where it stops

At school days end back to the shelter

Friends can’t come over

And there’s no sleep over

Cause we’re living far from normal

That’s what mom said

No place to stay no place to play

Since grandpa went to heaven

It has been this way

Without a room of our own

We moved to a shelter

‘Cause this was the only way

Missed curfew no bed for the night

Riding the train is now our plight

Danny ’cause he’s little cried all night

Mom planned it so we would get to school

On time for breakfast ’cause

There was not much dinner last night

PR

5/10/2014

Devastation:A to Z Challenge

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D is for

Devastation ..that’s what it was!!


It was bedtime, almost. There was still time to play a few video games before mom clamped down and it would be bedtime for real. It was raining outside and the sound of raindrops pinging on the air-conditioner outside the window was my lullaby. It usually put me in a deep sleep and I would wake up ready to conquer my school day, at least that’s what mom said. That was the plan at least until until high tide. 


All day I have been wondering what high tide was. Everybody was talking about it on the news. I found out that night.  High tide is when the ocean push open the front door and come rushing through the house, floating the fridge the stove, the couch, the table, the bed AND THE VIDEO GAMES. It almost floated me!! But daddy grabbed me and brought me upstairs to grandma. Mommy and my big brother ran up the stairs too. Then daddy went back downstairs to save our clothes in the top drawers.

My toys were all gone. When the water went back to the ocean it took them with it. There must be kids in the ocean that needs toys.

 

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4/04/2014