Frozen in Time by Raymond Roy

Why are you looking at me like that? Did I do something wrong? My senses suddenly become sharper,, ears feel hot, "tick...tock"..I hear a clock ticking nearby Tick tock, tick tock Survival mode, pupils dilate Tick Tock... Why is the door locked? Tick tock... I feel I should run but my feet weigh heavy like … Continue reading Frozen in Time by Raymond Roy

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“Heartbeat” A love poem by Raymond Roy #lovepoem #heartbeat

Before we say anything else..... Listen to my heart beat..... Before you say another word slow down and listen to my heart beat.... The fact you are so close means I trust you. The fact that my heart is beating means, I am willing to share the precious gift of life with you Holding you … Continue reading “Heartbeat” A love poem by Raymond Roy #lovepoem #heartbeat

Raspberries

Raspberries As a kid working in the raspberry fields, in Lynden, WA, it was always about how many pounds did you pick? 15 cents a lb. toward school clothes and money for getting into the HS football games. I think the most I ever picked in one day was 200lbs or around 30$, I was … Continue reading Raspberries

“Vision-quest” By Raymond Roy. #poetry #flashfiction

So distant, is a stand of trees, a secret place, my mind at ease. Forest's edge, winter apples grow, increase my pace, zephyrs show impending snow. Curled up ferns, visual pleasure, pine needle carpet, walk of leisure. I'm not alone, chipmunk squawks, takeoff my shoes and itchy socks. Frosty air, hot springs steam, ease in … Continue reading “Vision-quest” By Raymond Roy. #poetry #flashfiction

Counting “sheep” by Raymond Roy #poetry #Fffaw #lambsofTartary

Grandfather, "where does cotton come from?" My son, In the land of the Mongols half way 'round the world, grows a plant, of fluffy pearls. Balancing on bellybuttons, tiny lambs are propped, growing as a shrub-like plant, where-ever sheep scat is dropped. Image credit: Wiki Enter the fields on a breezy day, Lamb of Tartar … Continue reading Counting “sheep” by Raymond Roy #poetry #Fffaw #lambsofTartary

R.S.V.P.

Email invitations chimed. RSVP: Annual Performance Based Recognition! Wrigley, James, and Christie smugly thought, ”It's about time"! Anticipating accolades about to be bestowed, the pompous trio, arrived that evening, but, being peers, surprised, to see each there. Assigned seating was under a funnel-shaped fixture suspended from the ceiling. "Places please,” the CEO announced. With an … Continue reading R.S.V.P.

“The Cardinal’s Call” by Raymond Roy #poetry

High atop budding maple Sounds a call, of a natural staple The shrill of the Cardinal announcing loud Spring has arrived with rain and cloud Puffed up proud, red crimson breast Red-olive-colored females, so impressed. Fluttering dives well orchestrated Welcoming Spring so long awaited "Showing off"Blackened face, burnt orange beak, Seeds and insects are what … Continue reading “The Cardinal’s Call” by Raymond Roy #poetry