Mo’s Prose – Day 335 / Unwound
Day 335 – Wednesday, April 12, 2017 Unwound I want to go to sleep at night, These nights I […]
Day 335 – Wednesday, April 12, 2017 Unwound I want to go to sleep at night, These nights I […]
Day 334 – Tuesday, April 11, 2017 Languid Moon She woke to catch the languid moon, Departure so resisted […]
Day 333 – Monday, April 10, 2017 Plans Gone Awry Poetically waxing as midnight grows nigh Is sending my […]
Day 332 – Sunday, April 9, 2017 Soothed On lessor occasion when life isn’t nuts, Demands slip away, as I […]
Day 331 – Saturday, April 8, 2017 WTF Winkle, twinkle droppa-raina, falling ‘tween the rays, No sun-a-lotta, sis-boom-batta, spring-time […]
Day 330 – Friday, April 7, 2017 2016 Taxes I hate taxes, Especially this year’s. I’m not a […]
Day 329 – Thursday, April 6, 2017 Spring Dreams Spring actually here! Breathing my freshly cut grass Brings barbecue […]
Day 328 – Wednesday, April 5, 2017 Reflections Reflections live in many forms, and in many so places, Like lakes […]
Day 327 – Tuesday, April 4, 2017 Chalkboard Wine In this last year of Crazyville, I see few days like […]
Day 326 – Monday, April 3, 2017 Other World Today seemed like a different place, One with conflicting lives […]