I was feeling a little under the weather yesterday so I decided rather than sitting at the computer last night to sort out the notebooks as I listed on my weekly round up. I got the poetry one all done and up to date the flash one well that may take a little longer mainly reading my own writing lol. But I also found a few things I wrote a few years ago as part of my Access course for entry to University. Now given yesterday was 4th of July and I know a lot of my US friends will have had more than a few beers yesterday I hope this does not resonate with anyone. The prompt we were give was a car accident…
Liquid rubies drop to the pavement
From the tiara on your brow
As you stumble to the ground
Eyes unseeing stare ahead
In a hurry going nowhere
To be the fastest set of wheels
Too much horse power to control
You never stood a chance
Blue flashing lights illuminate
The people gathered round
As each breath gets shallower
And your life force ebbs away
Like the turning of the tide
He gets up and walks away
The innocent, the victim, the unicorn
is slain
The one who did the killing
He will drive another day
I also found a couple of short stories that I quite like the idea of reworking at some point.
Paula Acton 
A very productive evening for you, Paula! Thank you for sharing your poetry. It was very visual, nice word choice. 🙂
I suppose I’d better stop being lazy and go and get something done… you know, like clean the house!
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As this happens so often, sadly….your words ring true. beautifully written, Paula ~ hope you are feeling better today!
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Heavy piece. I was stone cold sober last night so I can appreciate the creative ability exhibited.
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I am so impressed with your productivity, Paula. You really get stuff done!
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Lately it has been as if something in my head has clicked and said okay come on you want this you are going to have to work at it if I fail I don’t want it to be because I didn’t put my all into it. If I fail because I am not good enough I will put my hands up and say okay but I don’t want to look back and say I wish…
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Whoa. Powerful words and visuals in your poem.
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Thank you found a couple of short stories I wrote as well I had forgotten all about I guess that is the bonus of sorting the notebooks all sorts of odd lines and ideas that have been overlooked
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An excellent bonus.
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Really powerful, you did really well with this one, I’m glad I stepped by.
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That was a powerful poem! Well written.
Sorry to hear you weren’t feeling well
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