It is with great pleasure that we announce the release of Two Time-International Best-Selling Author Zaneta Varnado Johns latest book of poetry “After the Rainbow: Golden Poems.” A celebration was held on Sunday, February 27 at 4 p.m. EST
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Shaking the wrinkles from the old, worn coat, he placed his arms into the sleeves, one by one and proceeded to gather up his fishing gear and head to the river.
Thinking time was what he needed, and that old coat was a necessary part of his life, as he felt the comfort, the familiarity and what he swore was the scent of his daddy’s old pipe tobacco.
Standing at the shore, doing more thinking than fishing, he snagged a few but no real keepers, until finally, right after spotting the most vivid red cardinal, he hooked the biggest fish he had seen in a long time, maybe even when his daddy was with him many years ago.
“Yes, I understand now, daddy, and I will do just that tonight, see you the next time.”
With a determined gait, he double stepped it back to his place and cleaned up, knowing he needed to have a spit shiny image in order to accomplish his goal.
With her bright red curls shadowing her sparkling blue-green eyes, she smiled the most beautiful, wide smile, all before he took her hand and said, “it’s time for me to talk to your daddy, but first I want to make sure it’s okay with you,” and he knelt to the ground.
This is my contribution to the Six Sentence Story for this week where Denise provides us a prompt word each each. This weeks word was “coat.”
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“I’d like an extension, please, on my marriage,” Chas knelt to the linoleum with Carl’s hands in his.
“Chas, you know I am forever yours, no extension needed, we are forever and ever, no doubt,” Carl’s misty eyes told more.
“Yes, yes, my love, I know this, but, you see, we got a late start on all this legal mess and, well, I want to gain back what we missed, you know, as if we could, but I am a dreamer,” Chas slipped his hands on Carl’s knees.
“Fear not, my love, although we had to do this legally, for obvious reasons, my heart has been yours ever since I first saw your eyes and this is something that time cannot strip away,” Carl grasped Chas’ hands and held them to his heart, before wiping his tears.
“True, my love, we can’t go back in time and while our tomorrows are counted, we can still celebrate our love each and every day; When I wake and look in your eyes, I know the day has our names embossed on whatever plans are made,” Chas closed is eyes while tears rolled down his cheeks.
Carl looked to the universe and cried, “Today, just for today, let’s celebrate, as the clock needs to stop for us, just for this day; Is that too much to ask?”
There you go, that’s my Six Sentence Story for this week. Won’t you join us? You can go to this LINK and hop in!
Rules of the hop: Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂
“For today’s prompt, take the phrase “(blank) Again,” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then write your poem. Possible titles include: “Here We Go Again,” “On the Road Again,” “Stumped on What to Write Again,” and “Doing the Wrong Thing Again.”