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September 22, 2020 · 2:33 PM

Power (a short story)

One by one the lights of the city block winked out, the dark coming ever closer.

October 30, 2020

The official word was that the US government was putting in measures to ensure that citizens received protection from energy supply interruptions. However, according to Eddie Rainden, who is the VP of grid integration at NESS (National Energy Supply & Solutions), the government has some power plants that are purposefully generating the power outages.  Rainden theorizes that this is another power move, an attempt to “control the masses” and reduce “voter turnout.”  What says you, dear reader?  Is our government literally trying to keep us in the dark? Let us know in the comments below!

Does the fact that the nationwide power outages, which are ongoing, started merely days from the Presidential election seem coincidental to you or do you think this was a strategic move?

~Melanie Thomason

9/14/2020

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Nightmare- a very short story

Photo by Aleksandar Pasaric on Pexels.com

 

I keep having the same nightmare. Well really variations on a theme.  I’m lost/ searching for something/ trying to help someone.  But I am always in this same apartment complex.  Hundreds of apartments, dozens of floors!  My time is limited and there is no working elevator.  The apartments aren’t even clearly numbered. It is an exhausting, frustrating dream.  I never do find my way or what or who I’m looking for.  Someone, please, wake me up!

 

 

~Melanie Thomason

9/14/2020

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other happinesses (100 word story)

She had long suspected that love wasn’t in the cards for her.  She had even begun to accept her solitary lot in life.  Now she had confirmation via a Tarot card reading by a trusted and respected friend.

“Well, this is just the icing on the cake.” she thought.  It was just what she needed and she vowed to put thoughts of romantic love behind her and focus on other happinesses.

One could still have dreams.

One could still have passions.

“..and I still have love in my life, don’t I?” she softly asked the purring cat in her arms.

Image by Engin Akyurt from Pixabay

 

~Melanie Thomason

09/13/2020

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we the sheeple?

Image by Pete Linforth from Pixabay

 

 

Why are there so many sheeple?

What has become of “we the people?”

common sense has, long ago, gone out to lunch

that is, most probably, why we’re in this crunch

but don’t despair, I have a hunch

your vote can be a knockout punch!

Extract yourself from the sheeple!

And stand up for “we the people!”

~Melanie Thomason

09/13/2020

 

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A Winged Bird

A beautiful, wistful poem i just had to share

House of Heart

I am who I have always been

a shiver of soft reeds beside the river

or the cascade of a waterfall.

Gypsy crows rise to a soft dawn sky

gathering their kind they circle

back for me.

I can scarcely bear the

splendor of the world,

its wonder humbles

the wisp that is me.

Minutiae of eyes and ears

and speechless tongue,

stunned by the promise

of a red dawn.

Elegant trees lift

their mighty arms,

grand  gods host creatures

large and small.

Their noble crowns filled

with a cornucopia of life.

I want to sail across the sea

tiny fleck that is me,

a winged bird bearer of

no possession,

a fragment of the universe

art by Amy Judd (represented by Hicks Gallery)

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Kate…A Story poem…

A beautiful ode to the Moon from Gigi ❤

Rethinking Life

Fantasy Microphone Singer - Free image on Pixabay

Katie
was born outside
on a clear night
under a crescent Moon

the first thing she saw
through her blurry vision
was that beautiful sliver
of white
hanging in the sky above her

she cooed
at it
and kicked her feet

opening and closing
her tiny new fingers
she reached out
toward the Moon
and the
Moon
took notice

the Moon looked
down
and saw a new daughter
one of Her very own
so She placed
a crescent birthmark
on her wee right arm

Katie
fascinated
with the Moon
sang to Her
every night

she sang about
the Moon’s beauty
she sang about
Her kindness
and when Katie closed her eyes
the only thing she ever saw
was that beautiful crescent Moon
smiling down at her

so if you hear someone singing
about the wonders
of the Moon
and the night sky
it’s probably one of Katie’s songs

but

if

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