You’re a card dealer raking in chips. A high roller calling all-in or ante-up, dealing trade-in offers, ghosting the unknown caller. You’re my cellphone, shuffling, stacking the deck, with a full house of apps.
Author Archives: Suzette Benjamin
Candelabra – Haiku 2022 Eugi’s Weekly Prompt
passing the baton Spring hands off a Strawberry Moon Summer’s candelabra **** Written for Eugi’s weekly prompt – Strawberry Moon – June 14, 2022
Naval – Haiku 2022 #Thursday Doors
guardians in bronze inner naval sanctum to the ship of Peace **** The six-meter plus high bronze outer doors at 121 Blake Road, Annapolis Maryland is the entrance to the U.S. Naval College Chapel. The bronze doors, a gift from US Naval Academy’s class of 1868 alumni were installed in 1909, a shield to theContinue reading “Naval – Haiku 2022 #Thursday Doors”
Wordless Wednesday – June 15, 2022
Linking up with Sandee @ Comedy-Plus Wordless Wednesday
Souvenirs – Haiku 2022
highlighting the past scarlet memories render island souvenirs **** Written for Sadje’s #What do you see 138 – June 6, 2022
Strawberry Moon – Senryū 2022
abandoned wheels scarlet in a strawberry moon ideas ripen yield
Unwritten – Haiku 2022
great expectations unwritten examinations grading self-esteem
The Tailors – Chapter 2 – A Sunday Story
Introduction Chapter 1 Chapter 2 From the very beginning, each member family of The Tailors had specific roles. The Earl’s family, with its vast fortunes, finance The Tailors‘ activities. The Colonel’s family provides leadership and strategy. Nella’s family are the armed combat specialists (otherwise known as “the muscle”). In addition, The Tailors pay Nella forContinue reading “The Tailors – Chapter 2 – A Sunday Story”
Job’s Tears Seeds – Haiku 2022
a crown of toil worn labor’s fruit of satisfaction strings beads from job’s tears
A Naani Poem #ffpoemapop
Yesteryear’s seedlingsBudding blossomsOvertaking fragrant memoriesThis year’s rose garden **** Written in response to Rebecca Cuningham @ fakeflamenco June 2022 poetry challenge This month Rebecca has challenged us to write a naani poem. It is an untitled poem of four lines without rhyme, and of twenty to twenty-five syllables. This month’s topic: something that has changedContinue reading “A Naani Poem #ffpoemapop”