Friday, October 28, 2011


Looking this way and that, over the pale horizon, she searched the distance for anything that would bring her hope.  Each day, she stood upon the porch, looking for signs.  She studied the trees and smelled the wind.  Nothing today.  She knew eventually, the rains would come and her crops would flourish again.  But when?

This is a story told in 55 words for G-man.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011


Creeping from behind
Icy cold, surrounding me
Darkness settling in

A noise: what was that?
Eyes close. Heart beats faster. Boo!
Scream pierces the night.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Loud and Clear

A simple gesture made
No words exchanged
But message received
And feelings evoked
Sadness, Anger, Fear
Accompanied by many, many tears
Actions speak louder than words

This is a Sunday 160 for Monkey Man

Tuesday, October 18, 2011


She looks at him, smiles
He notices and winks
My! How debonnaire!

Sunday, October 16, 2011


As the walls are closing in
And the colors fade to black
I wonder where my happiness went
And if, by chance, it will ever come back

I have to believe it will
It will

This is a Sunday 160 for Monkey Man
The first 2 lines are from the song "Black" by Sarah McLachlan 

Thursday, October 6, 2011


From where she stood, looking out upon the world, everything looked perfectly normal.  She got up each day, ate, went about her daily duties and slept soundly every night, not giving it much thought.  But when she did stop to think, she was able to remember that not everyone lived in an ornate, gilded cage.

This is a story told in 55 words for G-man.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011


Rising from below
Pure light, bright white, surrounds me
Then quietly fades