After Hours


He raised the goblet to his mouth

Of red wine he’d planned to drink deep

But what were those specs

Skin of the grape not pasteurized

Sediment from the bottom of the barrel

Barrel’s bottom poetically so

That should smell sweet

But a closer look

They had tiny wings

All eight, they do, or did


“Seriously?” he exclaimed to no one near


They weren’t moving

Eight with one blow, no

They’d had their fill

Died trying to finish it off

That’s a laugh

Like trying to drink the ocean dry

Not in anyone’s lifetime

What to do

About these squatters

Skinny-dipping D’Abruzzo


He got a spoon


Scooped one by one

Meticulously so

Commanding sternly

“Little bastard, spit it out!”

No response sealed fate all round

Tossed into the disposal

Into infinity ground

The deed now done

He drained his glass without a sound


Brought Together From The Cuff

Well, I began at the bottom with the prompt then added a link. Seeing it’s a laptop different than what I normally use being in school waiting as my student participates in music class, I thought I’d try inserting media, the 100 Words for Grownups logo.

So far so good.

Because it’s a PC and not a Mac, I may have to count these words by hand if I can’t figure out how-to otherwise.

Unified, utilized, a union of words, beginning at the end speaking of which it may just be.




“the prompt this week is:





As the waves gently lapped

I see

Silver foam fingers reaching

Drawing me

From sand and the blanket I lay

They beckon


Cool down, come hither


I sit up, I consider

As the sun grips my shoulders

I let imagination run

Creative relaxation

Could be fun



If a whale swallowed me whole

Could I be Gepetto and survive?

Or maybe Jonah reborn?

Will someone slit the belly?

So I’m released

Contingent if it’s beached


Shouldn’t Pinocchio be included in the rhyme?



The Sandman at my side

I stretched back in the sun

Breath matching the tide

Until it pulls away

Right here I stay




your prompt this week is:

… as the waves gently lapped I ….



TeenAge: Disgruntled Again


Disgruntled youth once again

As I tell him the score

What’s in store?

You must do school work

I don’t want to says he

But you’re in school I chuckle silently


Anger and stomping reminiscent of two

Can I see this teacher?

Can I see that one?

Look, get settled into school work you see

Yes, that’s what she’ll do he says finally

He sits and is quiet


Could happen it’s true


Yet a young lady in the back

Thinks she’s the one to undo

No discipline for her

As she laments her state

Watching youtube

The volume up too


But an administrator comes

The door’s right behind

Not the cleverest mind

Privilege revoked

Books only now rule

That’s the way it is


ISS or not, it’s school







I called and a man’s voice answered

“Who is this clown? Is she living with someone”, I thought

Not sure I should leave too much information

Just in case I dialed it wrong

But I wanted to try again

How wonderful to get in touch

After all this time, too long

For best friends from school days

Let’s communicate so I called one more time

The same voice and recording

Something didn’t sit

No message this time I kept my silence

So is that it?


I can’t forget

Someone crosses my path on another day

What is it about her face?

As if we know each other

But we don’t, not yet

Her name is familiar from way back when

I asked and her reply took me some time to realize

And then I knew, from your son a dad now

One of five, the fourth, yes it was

All your kids still alive and I asked

Her grandma is you my friend from the past

Just like me with a grandchild

The stories to tell and conversation to be had

I couldn’t believe it so I asked about the voice for the message

The answering machine that no one has these days

Voicemail rules, not a tape to rewind

Reminisce, a remnant of older times

Saving the planet so sublime


Life has taken its toll my friend on you in the end

In a home with the elderly though it’s not your time yet

You reside

They’re crazy, you’re not (ha! take that!) and I excitedly asked

Were you caring for them as you heal your mind?

Too much revelry, drink, has caused your undoing

Over all this time

You’d tried so hard in passed days, not that long ago

We’re young yet !

I remember seeing you working though speaking took time

“It takes me a minute to think, to reply, but I want to do what you do”

So happy I gave advice, my profession I knew

So happy for you and you looked good getting over those days

Our youth and mistakes, wrong decisions we were supposed to make

An inalienable right dare not take it away

You wanted to succeed and not imbibe, slam that door

No substances, you wouldn’t let them rule was in you to do

What has happened my friend?

My heart to you I send as if it were something that could mend

Any and all things

It could’ve been me too, not only you


Those days were a world in turmoil, a wrong way

But we didn’t know then

The way it was sold

Go out and party innocent enough

But you didn’t give it up not exactly glory days

What did you live with at home, what happened

What did I never know?

Yet one man and five children later down the road

How beautiful they all were, they are even now

And their children, your grandchildren as beautiful as you

Strange turns life takes and decisions we make

We’re adults, we should know something is not always true

Life is learning

My heart aches at this news


They all love you always did and will forever

I remember and it hasn’t changed

You gave them the best of yourself, they passed it to theirs

What’s inside you is pure, it’s the person I knew

I remember and I remember you

Sometimes the body doesn’t do what we say

It’s difficult to heal do you think?

I must find you again

Do you recognize me or walk away

Maybe not want to know anymore who I am

A chance I’ll take and a quest I will make

I will find you my friend where you stay

If there’s good then it’s yours

I’m in for your cause so worthwhile you can depend

Let there be life again it is not yet the end

How many years fleeted will not take a toll

As the future unfolds you’ll see the many days it still holds


Teenage Days


He enters angry, his head down

No smile

Scowling frown

“Excuse me”, I say

“Is this your name?”

But he doesn’t speak

“Yoo-hoo, hello, I’d like to know

I’m the teacher you see

Whatever you did

Now your time’s with me

And your fellows beside”

He keeps his head down

He won’t reply

I chuckle deep

“Well, I guess this is you”

As I check his name

“You’re the one they called said

He’s coming, be prepared”

No reason to fear

Nor be scared


“Do you think it’s funny!”

He snaps, grrr, grr

“What happened to you?


But I didn’t do it

You did something

That sent you my way

All I do is make comfortable your stay

Though inconvenient it be


I’m laid back you see”

He softens some

Reason is sound

An administrator comes

He loses his ground


His calm is gone

He makes a demand

To call his father

“I want my Dad!”

“OK, come on

To the office

We’re gone”

She takes him away

Backpack and all

Never to return

So sad, so true

Hope his weekend pans out

As we left the room early

For better things to do

At the close of day

And went our separate ways


Bless accursed teenage

You never know

How reaction will go

When it puts on its show


Hips, Haws, And Harrumphs


The hips and haws signal

Summer’s gone

Fall and early winter are in play

We sleep now


As Persephone returns to the Underworld

Prepare yourself

Take heart

Soon enough it’s spring

Life returns

It never leaves


What the cycle brings



Cozy by the hearth

Bundle up stay warm

Watch safe from a window

Should winter early storm

Enjoy one final harvest

Welcome early frost

There’s warmth underneath

Where foliage sleeps

The heart it has no bounds

Listen to the silent snow

Watch flakes swirl around


“The prompt this week is:


… the hips and haws signal …”