Grass On The Other-Side
A short story about a boy and his dad being impoverished then finding hope.
Posts from the ‘Crimson’s Creative Challenge’ Category
May 9
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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May 2
A Little Bird Changed The Day
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.
Apr 11
The Riverbed
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.
