Prismcrow
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Hi all,
Greetings from St Louis! I’m more or less a stay at home guy these days, a house-husband or something like that. Most of my time involves working in the garden, cooking, cleaning, writing, reading, taking photos and being buddies with my miniature schnauzer. We try to work on our ‘working memory’ by taking naps when the opportunity is there.
Other hobbies are collecting old records, watching the St Louis Cardinals and wine tasting. :)
Before reclining to my laid back lifestyle I was a newspaper artist with various newspapers. During that time I had the opportunity to do various illustrations, page designs, charts and maps. (Far too many charts and maps.)
I’m admittedly lax in commenting on others work but I do want to mentionw the photography I’m seeing on Red Bubble is wonderful.
Many thanks for dropping by.
Groups
Prismcrow is a member of All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, ImageWriting (2/24), In the Pink 50% pink, SHOPFRONTS and The beauty of poetry.
Writing
The Wake
for the moment / he felt the rush / of freedom / as he exhaled / the thick sticky air / embalmed into his psyche / he abhorred them / all of them / performing badly / still he watched / as tubby ball…
"It's Not For Me To Say"
It’s not for me to say / As I listen to the bad news / From a woman much stronger than I / Most women handle these things / Life and death things / Much better than I “The chemo isn’t working…
The Reunion
(Badaboom badabing / Lets do this thing) Meaningless chatter / Kodak smiles / Chick-like hugs / Lets linger / Awhile / / Do you remember / What became of / …
This Quilt
This quilt / Holds some memories / This quilt / Is a part of me / This quilt / Is about the Cure / This quilt / Is for my Mother For we / Shared the same disease / For we / Share these ribbons you…
A Day At Chemo
“Been nice sleeping with you.” There was just a hint of humor behind the deft sarcasm coming from the gaunt face of the pretty young woman who caught us by surprise. She hadn’t said a word to us…
Pretty Darn Hot
Mass was hot, not that she minded the heat all that much. She enjoyed her afternoon walks in the cemetery no matter how hot it was. I doubt if the company she was with cared that much either. The…
