Betrayal

Prickly thorns puncture.

Pinching, stabbing, digging skin.

Crimson liquid flows.

Hollow

Almost never does
It happen that I have no
Words penned, but alas.

Haunting

From deep, dark shadows
Vapor-like memories come
And then dissipate.

Cognoscente

This Queen Bee knows all.
An expert in all subjects.
Never show her up.

Whoops!

I almost forgot
That today it is Tuesday.
A quickie for you. 

Tell Me Something I Don't Already Know

I stumbled upon these 30 reasons today and thought I would share.  Some are a bit on the fluff side.  What sealed it for me?  Numbers 1, 4, and 18. 


Do we females rock? 

Getting older; maybe wiser

It feels like Monday.
Why does time confuse me so?
A senior moment?

Bittersweet

The end is now here.
I say goodbye to the old;
Hello to the new.