... yes and no, saying little, confessing everything. explore the sudden whoosh. encounter the accident tentative addiction. lazily drifting along the loyal river of malleable reasoning obscene in their marked intrusion. tilting the stars in a southern direction the fog bank comes quickly, clarity endures. Posted in 3WW Tagged: 3WW, constellation, Poetry, relationsip, three word wednesday, travel

Now why would she call me obscene? I was her loyal love after all, even after the accident – James Steerforth ( © 2009 ) A what I would call ’suggestive haiku’ (or something like it, too not bothered to count syllables) written around Accident, Loyal and Obscene from 3WW.

... follow. I wonder what will become of our little group. Will we gather together like this again? The bitter taste of the tea sinks into my tongue and down my throat. I watch as the sun swims in and out of the clouds. Another day is coming to an end. I hope we will be together again, sipping tea and enjoying each other's company. 3WW: Fondle, Kick, Sumptuous Photo found at Easy Street Prompt

... "Now, now. We'll look at this one at a time. First off, why do you think your daughter loathes you?" She told me about both troubles, and some of her litheness returned as she was doing so and we were thinking of ways for her to come out of the fog – familial and financial. – Leonard "Some Shoulder to Cry on" Blumfeld Written around grave, lithe and offend from 3WW.

3WW #CLXIV Accident Loyal Obscene = = = "Why do you continue to be loyal to them?" "They raised me, and well. No abuse, lots of encouragement." "What about love? Did they love you? Do you love them?" "That wasn't something said, but shown and experienced. Proof of love was in the way they treated me and the other fosters. Always respectfully. Like I ...