Leara writes and other creative things…
Portfolio including poetry and flash fiction from micro fiction to short stories and a bit of photography thrown in for good measure.
Poked and prodded, blood taken and shots given…I resemble a pincushion these days. Surely, it is for my benefit…
– Written for Day 25 of Awake August 2016, 31 Days of Mindful Writing in the form of Small Stones (concise daily observations) from Writing Our Way Home.
The ducks and geese played tag in the afternoon sun as it sparkled across the river like diamonds.
– Written for Day 24 of Awake August 2016, 31 Days of Mindful Writing in the form of Small Stones (concise daily observations) from Writing Our Way Home.
Cute furry kitty feet stretched across my arm while I typed. I thought that meant I was allowed to pet them. My inappropriate behavior was quickly corrected, and I have the claw marks on my hand to show for it.
– Written for Day 23 of Awake August 2016, 31 Days of Mindful Writing in the form of Small Stones (concise daily observations) from Writing Our Way Home.
Leftover raindrops play on windowpanes, refracting morning sunbeams; evidence of nature’s overnight shenanigans.
– Written for Day 22 of Awake August 2016, 31 Days of Mindful Writing in the form of Small Stones (concise daily observations) from Writing Our Way Home.
Friendly neighbors smile and say hello. Some stop to pet the dog. They want nothing in return. This is a good place to call home.
– Written for Day 21 of Awake August 2016, 31 Days of Mindful Writing in the form of Small Stones (concise daily observations) from Writing Our Way Home.
Waiting patiently, still, positioned just so, sweat trickles down my temples. I watch birds and insects flutter in and out of my frame. The sun is bright, and the grass is itchy, but I will stay just a few moments longer with finger poised on the button depressed halfway. I wait for the perfect shot, and sometimes I am rewarded for my dedication.
– Written for Day 20 of Awake August 2016, 31 Days of Mindful Writing in the form of Small Stones (concise daily observations) from Writing Our Way Home.
The morning sun shone through the large office window. The a/c unit hummed. My computer monitors in front of me were ready for the day’s work. I could think of nothing more interesting than the back of my eyelids.
– Written for Day 19 of Awake August 2016, 31 Days of Mindful Writing in the form of Small Stones (concise daily observations) from Writing Our Way Home.
Leara writes and other creative things... 