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Posts from the ‘Crimson’s Creative Challenge’ Category

Grass On The Other-Side

A short story about a boy and his dad being impoverished then finding hope.

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A Man Named Charley

Way up on the hillside there once lived a man named Charley

He seemed quite nice but sometimes he was gnarly

He lived alone in a stone blockhouse

He once told us he had a pet mouse

The weeds and brush somewhat hid his abode

The entire time he lived there the grass never mowed

Always wondering if he’d had any kids

Never asked him as it seemed questions were forbid

We’d often bring him food from our homes

When we did his voice would change tones

Always grateful for what we’d bring

Never said thank you but he’d sing

Out his guitar would come and he’d strum

We couldn’t help it, along we’d hum

One winters day we went to visit him and he was gone

He’d left us a letter to tell us he’d passed on

We’ll always remember the man named Charley

Sometimes he was quite gnarly

©Susan Zutautas 2019

 

This was written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Little Bird Changed The Day

Crimson's creative challenge #25

As the day got hotter and hotter

I sat staring off into the water

Dreaming of better days

Wishing the bad ones would go away

Worrying about so many things

Then I heard a little bird sing

My mood suddenly improved

I became quite amused

The little bird upon the rock

Made me smile, what a shock

 

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

This poem was written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge.

 

The Riverbed

CCC#22

What once was a flowing river

now no water is delivered

Rocks remain, all the same

some would say this is a shame

Weeds have gown

between the  stones

Now a walking path for bears

They’ve taken it over

and made it theirs

Maybe soon let’s presume

The rains will flood

and new fish will bud

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

This was written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #22.