Every day I count –
I count my miles.
How many miles a day
do I walk?
I walk at least 5.
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NEW BOOK: The Accidental Poet Volume 2
Hey! I have a new book available at Amazon.
It is a collection of my poetry (2019-June 2024) first published on this little blog. There is a paperback and Kindle version now available.
Me
I admit,
Monday Me was brilliant.
That girl fired on all cylinders.
That smarty made plans and
unbreakable commitments.
There was no stopping that girl.
She was truly a bold and confident
force of nature.
Continue readingStory behind the post: Plan B
Welcome to July! The mid-month of the northern hemisphere summer (based on the traditional school calendar that still has a hold on so many of our schedules). This year, July also happens to be sandwiched in between two 5-Saturday months. Which means, here at ck’s days, it is in the middle of two 5-part short stories. And if you have been a reader of this little blog for a minute or two, you know I write short stories during the 5-Saturday months and you probably also picked up on the fact that when they are so close together like this, I tend to combine the stories into a 10-part short story. Much like that last sentence, the stories tend to get stretched a little thin. But I digress, let’s talk about last month’s short story first.
Continue readingSneaky Peaks
When I see the words “sneak peak”
I think mountains sure get around
surprisingly without a sound.
My interest is always piqued
and I wonder at their technique.
Continue readingPlan B: Chapter V
Chapter V: Plan C
Lizzie took a deep breath when she heard the back door open. Her talk with Matt had helped her immensely to calm down enough to think rationally. And then screaming at a train with him had drained her reserve. She was exhausted but restless. All she wanted was to climb into bed and make this day end but she knew it wasn’t over quite yet. She still needed to talk to her dad and he was just coming home.
Chuck walked in slowly and saw her sitting at the kitchen table. He nodded his head and sat down opposite her. Neither of them spoke and they could not make eye contact with each other.
“How’s Sharon?” she asked finally.
Continue readingJust for Today
Plan B: Chapter IV
Chapter IV: Good News/Bad News
Lizzie rested her forehead on her steering wheel. She couldn’t move. Her car was parked downtown facing the train tracks and she needed a train to come by. A big, loud train that would drown out the scream that was inside of her needing to get out. This is how she took care of overwhelming problems in high school. The fact that the last time she remembered coming to this exact spot was when her mom passed away was not lost on her.
Continue readingFire Away
There’s no denying
you have been aiming for me.
I’m in your crosshairs,
why can’t you just let it be?
Continue readingPlan B: Chapter III
Chapter III Movie Club
Lizzie stood outside the library door Friday night wondering how this could possibly be her life now. Instead of a hip New York club she was waiting for someone to open the library, the li-bra-ry door of all places. On a Friday night. “Someone sure hates me,” she said and glanced upward. As soon as she did though, the thought occurred to her if she was still back in New York she would probably be working and still wouldn’t be at a hip New York club unless she was waitressing there. “Fine,” she mumbled to no one in particular. “I get it, I get it.”
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