Left Behind in a Forgotten World

This post is inspired by
Join the Writing Fun – Let’s Write a Book Report!
via the one & only..inspirational & wise…
…*drumroll* please – Penny!

Left behind in a forgotten world
Living on the streets
Not knowing where their next meal where come from
Or – barely living with no food at all
Tossed away like yesterday’s garbage
Not long ago served for their country & fought in a war
Once heroes
Now vagrants
Each chapter will take you through the struggles faced
by homeless veterans throughout the streets of America
Let the stories be told by the forgotten themselves

I never read books at school as assigned. I was a good BSer when it came to participation & writing reports. Reading the insert of a book, notes, talking to others, & listening to others discussing the book always gave me more than enough info to get the job done. I know…terrible.

Local Legend – Alastair’s Photo Fiction

All stairs lead to somewhere.
Nobody knows where these lead to though.
Local legend has it
that anyone who goes up those stairs
never comes back.
And – I’ve heard that at night
you can hear howls & screams
when passing by.
I’m just as curious as any other 10 year old
walking to school going by those stairs.
I always stop & stare.
But – me go up there?
I just wouldn’t dare!

Alastair’s Photo Fiction is a blog for any writer to create a story of approximately 150 words using photos that Alastair has taken as prompts.
The stories can be about anything and everything.
Feel free to participate in today’s prompt for Sunday, 16June13.
You may visit the same link to see what writings others have come up with for the same photo.

Truth & Lies

Once upon a LIE
TRUTH got buried deep inside
One day TRUTH came out
The world came tumbling down fast
LIES – They never last

 

Happy Father’s Day!

Happy Father’s Day to all you dads out there,
your dads, & all of the dads that you hold near
& dear to your heart on this earth & in Heaven.

Here’s one of my favorite pictures of my dad & me.

Duck, Duck, Goose

Beautiful is She

Beautiful is she
Green leaf donning a white streak
Stands out from the rest

A rose for Sweet RoSy

I started off the week thinking I had allergy issues. When the allergy meds weren’t helping I thought – maybe I was catching a spring cold. When the cold meds didn’t work…I took myself to the walk-in to get checked. My face was hurting so badly I wanted to rip it off  (please hold the jokes – oh what the hell – go for it). I am so glad that I went. Turns out – I have a sinus infection. I’ve been miserable all day. Woe is me.

Just a bit ago – Mick – put a smile into my day when she sent me a rose.

A rose for Sweet RoSy.

Oh – how I feel the love!
What a great way to end my day.
I think I’m feeling better already

Wishing you all a great weekend! RoSy

Selfishly Taken Away

Far, far away
Off to another country
Away from her father
Who she would never get to know
Until many decades later
All those missed hugs
All the missed smiles
All the growing days
with siblings that came along the way
Time that could never be regained
Selfishly taken away

Without His Castle – Without His Throne

Living a fantasy of riches & gold
Living a life that is quite bold
Now found in a web of deceptive tricks
Time caught up to him
Now he’s in quite a fix
His crystal ball fell & shattered
Broke into a million pieces
Nothing seems as perfect as before
All – said friends have shut their doors
Leaving him to stand alone
Without his castle
Without his throne

Fragrance of Lilacs

Fragrance of lilacs
Permeating through the house
Therapeutic scent