Inflation

It's all over the news about the shocking inflation numbers. You know who's not shocked? High prices are not news to poor people.

#inflation

Watson needs her beauty sleep.

Mom, I know I'm cute, but it's four in the morning!

🙀

#cats #CatsOfTwitter

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 22

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 22

Somehow, he'd get her

alone for a moment . . . a

moment to kiss her.

© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#kiss #haiku #poetry 

haiku

#haiku

windows open, eyes shut, nap

interrupted...the lure of

wild gardenia

© Osquer Campbell 13 September 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#poetry #nature

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 21

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 21

I said, "Kiss me."

That wicked, quirky, little smile immediately shaped her lips: that sure signal that she was up to something.

Raising an eyebrow, she leaned forward and, bypassing my mouth, began slowly, sensually, stroking my nose with her own.

I didn't know that Eskimo kisses could be so sexy.

© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#kiss #microfiction

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 20

 #AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 20

I ran to the door to wrap my arms around my love and press my lips to his. I held my eyes closed for a long moment, hitting my mental reset button as I always did when my world became complete again, in his arms.

© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#kiss 

AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 19

 #AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 19

I curled my tongue around the decadent dark chocolate and let it slowly melt. Then I sank my teeth into a rich, creamy bite of baked brie. I cleared my palate with a nibble of bread and then swirled deep red wine into my mouth. Completing the perfection by resting my head against his shoulder, I smiled up at him. He bent his head, and I closed my eyes as he kissed my wine stained lips.

© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#kiss #microfiction 

Who wore it better?

 Who wore it better? 🤔

Happy #Caturday from Moriarty and Watson!

😻😻

#cats

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 18

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 18

Any part of you

touching any part of me...

is always a kiss.

© Osquer Campbell 

9 September 2022 🌞❤️🌻

(for Mr. C)

#haiku #kiss #poetry #poem

#vss365 #north

 

A herd of
cumulonimble
pachyderms
wafted by
on their way north,
leaving rainbows
trampled
into puddles
like so many
oil spills
in their wake.

from the Twitter prompt #vss365 #north

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 17

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 17

She couldn't quite feel his lips against hers. The powder got in the way, but they did taste sweet. She decided to serve Tarte Tropézienne for breakfast more often.

© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#kiss #microfiction #breakfast 

#vss365 #kiss

He crossed the room in three long strides and hugged me longer than convention dictated. Emboldened or perhaps weakened beyond resistance, I tipped my face up and pressed my lips to his. Whether he'd planned it or not, he suddenly found himself kissing me back.

#microfiction using the hashtags #vss365 #kiss from #twitter 

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 16

 #AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 16

She folded me into her arms, resting her head against mine, kissing my hair.

She sighed, "Did you feel that?"

"You mean that little pop inside my chest. That sensation like when two soap bubbles meet and the barrier between them vanishes and they become one?"

"Yes."

"Yes."

© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#kiss #microfiction

The statue pictured is one of 12 in local villages by Lise Tatin.

Name of the statue: Giboulées (Showers)

Month represented: April

Location: Saint Poix

Effervescences of nature, love is at the rendezvous and youth is full of hope.

Moriarty

 

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 15

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 15

'Just A Taste'

Both with lips still greasy from pizza and with garlic scented breath we shared our first kiss.

© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#kiss #microfiction #pizza

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 14

 #AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 14

Watching your face come

back into focus as you

sit back from a kiss...

(for my late husband Jay)

© Osquer Campbell 1 November 2006

#haiku #kiss #poetry

haiku

 

#haiku

The end of the storm

comes, revealing stark softness,

a sky once more blue.

© Osquer Campbell 5 September 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#poetry #storm #weather

Now That's What I Call Service

Me: Can we get some water over here, please?

Nature: Sure. You want ice with that?

#nature #thunderstorms #rain #hail 

haiku

 #haiku

blue skies and sunshine

thundering rain but the wrong

angle for rainbows

© Osquer Campbell 5 September 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#poetry #thunderstorms #rain

'The Lure'

'The Lure'

Everyone wondered why the cat always chose that particular landing to sleep on in the sun. It was because that was the landing where all the good smells gathered. That old soul with the bent tail that no one ever gave any attention to, no one except me the night I made fish chowder and it chose my windowsill instead.

© Osquer Campbell 5 Sept. 2022 🌞❤️

#microfiction #cats #flashfiction

haiku

 #haiku

When the sun comes out

from behind the clouds, it melts

the chill from my soul.

© Osquer Campbell 

4 November 2021 🌞❤️🌻

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 13

 #AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 13

I grabbed the tail of his jacket and pulled him into the cloakroom with a giggle. He laughed back at me and then buried his hands in my hair and pressed his mouth to mine. I surrendered completely to his kiss and sighed in his arms until someone showed up looking for their coat...

© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#kiss #microfiction 

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 12

 #AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 12

I felt his hand on 

my back. His mouth parted my 

lips, and before I

knew where I was, I was lost

in tanka length fantasy.

© Osquer Campbell 2022

#kiss #tanka #poetry #poem

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 11

 #AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 11

His gruff manners were somewhat odious to her ethereal nature. While he liked to shout, she preferred to whisper. He stomped; she tiptoed. He pounded; she tapped. He devoured; she tasted. But when he took her in his arms and pressed his lips to hers, all thoughts of a more delicate love disappeared and she knew the meaning of animal hunger.

© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#kiss #microfiction

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Bonus Edition

 #AtFirstKiss 💋 Bonus Edition

'Colpo di Fulmine'

It was a dark and
stormy night...weather almost
as wild as your kiss.

© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

🔊 Sound on. 🔊

#haiku #ColpoDiFulmine #kiss #thunderstorm #rain #weather #lightning

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 10

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 10

"Come closer."

"I'm afraid 

to sit beside you 

because

if I sit beside you

I'm going to want

to hold your hand

and

if I hold your hand

I'm going to want

to put my arm around you

and

if I put my arm around you

I'm going to want

to put the other one around you

and

if I put the other one around you

I'm going to want

to pull you close

and cradle your head

against my shoulder 

and kiss your hair..."

"That sounds lovely..."

© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#kiss #microfiction #flashfiction

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 9

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 9

'Not Just The Rain'

The salt of her tears

as he kissed her was

the most delicious thing

he had ever tasted.

© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#kiss #micropoetry #poetry #micropoem #rain

Snack time with Moriarty and Watson

 

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 8

 #AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 8

He kissed me. I couldn't believe it. 

He actually kissed me!

And then I woke up.

Damn.

© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#kiss #microfiction #flashfiction #dream 

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 7

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 7

'The Royal Box'

“My Lady, he turned. “Will you see if I’ve left my program?” He recalled placing it on the rail.

She picked it up in her gloved hand, “Here it is, Your Majesty.”

He took her in his arms, “Won’t you call me Peter?” He pressed his lips to hers.

“Peter,” she murmured, closing her eyes.

© Osquer Campbell 2022

#kiss #flashfiction #microfiction 

#AtFirstKiss Vol. 6

 

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 6

"Country Waltz"

Ages of waiting came to this

For the first time could had overthrown should 

He bent his head for our first kiss 

Beer and cigarettes never tasted so good

© Osquer Campbell 2022

for Kiefer Sutherland

#poetry #kiss 

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 5

 #AtFirstKiss 💋Vol. 5

I awoke

with the memory

of your kiss

on my lips

though we've never met

© Osquer Campbell 2022

#kiss #micropoetry #poetry #poem 

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 4

 #AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 4

That moment when a gasp becomes a sigh...

© Osquer Campbell 26 August 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#flashfiction #kiss #micropoetry #microfiction

#AtFirstKiss 💋Vol. 3

 #AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 3

I dropped to the floor

in front of him,

moving closer

so that we were

knee to knee,

thigh to thigh,

hip to hip,

belly to belly,

heart to heart,

and, finally yes!

Lip to lip.

#kiss #poem #poetry 

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 2

 #AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 2

His kisses went from timidly tender to exploratory to starving man with a pear with startling rapidity.

© Osquer Campbell 24 August 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#flashfiction #kiss 

#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 2

His kisses went from timidly tender to exploratory to starving man with a pear with startling rapidity.

© Osquer Campbell 24 August 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#flashfiction #kiss

At First Kiss 💋 Vol. 1

 #AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 1

"Is it possible?" he asked.

"Possible..." She laid a hand against his cheek.

"...probable..." She slid an arm around his waist.

"...likely..." She pressed her body against his.

"...and very definitely true." She kissed him.

#flashfiction #kiss

Beaux Rêves

 Beaux Rêves

(for Paul Bettany 

as Dustfinger in 'Inkheart')

The room was familiar

I had been there before

In a previous dream

Now I'd come back for more

I remembered your face

Though I had lost your name

I'd forgotten the rules

And the point of your game

The steps of the dance now

A mystery to me

Though I'd once known them all

Someone's stolen the key

Every egress is barred

The door shut, windows closed

There can be no escape

From the questions now posed

© Osquer Campbell 11 August 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Smug Mode

 

haiku

 #haiku

It is much too hot

to write about it. Even

my parchment is parched.

© Osquer Campbell 12 August 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Worry Beads

WORRY BEADS

I made these from the remains of me.

I formed them out of ashes and bone.

Everyone wants to collect a fee

Though I forged them all quite on my own.

Some are blue for my poor broken heart.

Some stained grey for the shadow of debt.

Others green for the sake of my art.

Some dyed colours I haven't named yet. 

Clicking of beads and ticking of time,

Pray, what will this revolution bring?

Will there be rhythm? Will there be rhyme?

Will I finally feel free to sing?

© Osquer Campbell 10 August 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Micropoem

 I was early for my date 

with destiny. 

Unfortunately, 

Fate was running late 

and we missed each other.

© Osquer Campbell 10 August 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Who's Been Touching My Stuff?

 WHO'S BEEN TOUCHING MY STUFF?

I can feel spilled ink

sloshing around 

in my head,

staining my brain,

my hippocampus

smudged

with fingerprints

I don't recognize.

Where did these

marks on my memory

come from?

Who's been

rearranging my ideas?

Someone has gotten

too comfortable

in my own thoughts.

© Osquer Campbell 9 August 2022 🌞❤️🌻

CRUSHING QUESTIONS

 

CRUSHING QUESTIONS

I will never look into your eyes

or rather, you won't return my gaze.

I can't become the cause of your sighs

though dreams of you drift throughout my days.

Would you believe that I fancied you

if you and I were ever to meet?

Would you bother to think of me too?

Would you find fantasies of me sweet?

© Osquer Campbell 8 August 2022 

(for Brendan Fraser)

Trollsome

I invented a new word:

TROLLSOME

It's the opposite of wholesome.

haiku

bleached white and bone bare

still reaching skyward giving

itself for support

 © Osquer Campbell 30 July 2022 🌞❤️🌻

haiku

 #haiku

A seagull broods on

the busyness of the beach,

alone in a crowd.

© Osquer Campbell 24 July 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#poetry 

 Magical things do happen.

SGT Dominick Cutalo, Vietnam Veteran, on meeting Kathleen Ryan who was a young girl when she wrote a letter to servicemen in Vietnam in 1971. 

He replied and she traced him 51 years later. 

"With all what's going on in the world today this is a little bit of happiness. I can't find anything wrong at all with a little bit of happiness."

Seen on NBC News 23 July 2022. 🌞❤️🌻

haiku

 #haiku

The cats and I nap

under an open window.

The rainstorm moves on.

© Osquer Campbell 22 July 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#poetry 

tanka

 #tanka

bales stand in a field

shoulder squared against shoulder

in another field 

they say don't be such a square 

man just let the good times roll

© Osquer Campbell 20 July 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Hyades

The salt of her tears as he kissed her was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted.

for the Hyades

© Osquer Campbell 19 July 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#MicroPoem #MicroPoetry #poetry #rain #mythology

haiku

 #haiku

The grass is crunchy 

and the leaves are limp. Plants beg

me for a rain dance.

© Osquer Campbell 15, July 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Heaven, Nirvana, The Afterlife...

 Heaven, Nirvana, The Afterlife...

Now we see through a glass darkly...

I think when we die, we no longer experience what things look like or sound like or even feel like. I believe that we will know what they really are. We will be able to know the individual atoms of a leaf and the entirety of the tree, of the Earth, of The Universe at the same time.

© Osquer Campbell 27 June 2022 🌞❤️🌻

55 Word Fiction