Three thing challenge #87: RING, HALO, CURSE

In search of

Up from the gallows his spirit did rise 
Making its way to the pulpit in front 
Thinking the ring on the throne is a prize 
Getting there only to him you confront. 

The halo that stands above in your space 
Reminds him the curse is time left to spare 
Bringing back positive beauty and grace 
Coming back quick is an act always rare. 

When you confront him he will turn away 
Hoping you leave and will never return 
Not knowing that you have come here to stay 
In your mind and your heart true love’s fires burn. 

Have you gone close enough to feel the heat? 
Grazing our ankles and toes on our feet.

A Name A Day: Frank

Tanka & Acrostic Poetry

Feel free to participate in A Name A Day. Write a story, poem, or something about a real individual you know with the name of the day. If you have a name that you would like for the blog please send me a message. Please keep it all positive.  

This is part of my positivity plan. Allowing others to see their names in print and then stories or poems that are positive about them is reinforcing to adults and children. This is my first time hosting a “challenge” so if you have pointers or need to tell me how to do something differently, please do, I don’t take offense to creative feedback.  

Enjoy this! I will post a few random names until people choose to participate and give some names. I will continue as long as people would like to participate. I believe it will be nice for any blogger to share with a friend or family member poems “about them” from so many talented writers. Enjoy! 

Recommendations Please!: Digital Drawing Tablets

I am looking for a digital drawing tablet that I can do illustrations but NOT have to use Adobe photoshop. I simply want to draw and have it transferred digitally. The way it is looking it may be easier to just draw on paper and scan it digitally. Does anyone have suggestions that are not in the $1000’s?

FOWC with Fandango: Stairs

Have you ever gone down to the basement to get something out of the chest freezer? Just a small snack. You pull the chain light and take one step back up to the first floor when all of a sudden fear explodes, you feel like you are being hunted, you run like hell up the stairs, hitting your shin on one tread, not caring because you are about to die! Then you get to the top of the stairs and turn to shut off the light. Breathing hard. Shaking a little, still. Looking for the ghost who spooked you. It could have been a serial killer! Who is to say you weren’t just taking your last snack? Trying to convince yourself you are alright. You were fine the whole time, right?