Friday, March 29, 2013

55 Fiction Friday

"No! Stop!" she cried.

He couldn't understand her words, but he could tell he shouldn't pull her any further.  He dug deeper into the snow and found she had been tied by the wrists behind a horse.  He'd just found the only survivor of an avalanche, the prettiest piece of Viking plunder he'd ever seen.

55 Fiction Friday

"I can't breathe underwater, idiot!" she spat at me after she'd struggled to the surface.  "I'm a mammal!"

And with a contemptuous slap of her flukes, the mermaid twisted out of the net from which I'd been trying to free her. She disappeared beneath the waves leaving me both drenched and disappointed on the shore.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013


I was as surprised

by the first robins as they

were by the last snow.

Monday, March 25, 2013


Last night's snow drips and
crackles, sounding like today's
breakfast cereal.

Sunday, March 24, 2013

Haiku (for Punxsutawney Phil)

Snow approaches in

the shadow of the Groundhog's

faulty prediction.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

haiku - Pi Day

Trying to banish
the remnants of Winter, I
spend Pi Day baking.

Friday, March 08, 2013

55 Fiction Friday

He placed his hand on the black book I had pulled from my inside jacket pocket.

"Do you swear the information you have given is true and accurate, so help you God?"

"I do," he averred.

As he walked away, my partner whispered, "You carry a bible with you?"

"Actually, it's an Alcoholics Anonymous handbook."

Wednesday, March 06, 2013

Haiku for Jay

After long absence,

the sound of your snoring is

music in the night.

Friday, March 01, 2013


Softly, the heat hums

from the baseboards as I search

for my other sock.