I had trouble with incredibly slow internet all day, so I’m cutting this post short.
Poetry prompt Today’s OctPoWriMo prompt is Taste
Forms Free Verse
The flavor of pride
Summer ends and flits away
leaving behind its bounty
the ears of corn from Father’s garden
have no need for butter or salt
the light-yellow kernels sweet and juicy
release the rays of the sun
delighting the tongue
For today’s visual prompt, I chose this image
micro-story : The house, so full of its tragic past, too full for the new inhabitants, was well-lit and welcoming. The first of many deceptions.