Ragtop

Ragtop

He wears a smile wide as the sky, eyes gleaming in the last of summer’s warmth.  He stands on first one foot then the other, a look of pleading at the surface of his tanned and rosy cheeks.  “Mother, May I take the ragtop for one last spin before you garage her for the winter?”  

An approving nod sends him grabbing keys, darting out the door, making a bee line for Julie’s house.  (Mother didn’t ask).

She opens the door, smiles. He takes her in hims arms, kicks the door closed as she whispers, “They won’t be home until late tonight.”

© cj Schlottman

September 11, 2011

Linked to Saturday Centus

Your Crooked Smile

There are times when I am 

moved to tears / cannot hold back

the sadness or joy that

catches in my throat /steals

my breath / chokes the words I

intend to say out loud.

The sound of your Texan’s

brogue / your bourbon laced breath

move me to open my 

heart / spill it over you

in kisses / caresses

I save for you alone.

Memories of loss move

me to the edge of

sanity   only to 

loosen their grip when you 

appear in dreams / wake

me with your crooked smile.

© cj Schlottman

September 09, 2011

Exchange @ Small Stories and Stuff

Each week, Melissa at Making Things Up hosts a meme called Six Word Fridays.  She provides a prompt from which we are to create a six word sentence or a six line poem or a poem with six syllables per line, all relevant to the prompt.  You get the idea.  There are many possibilities.  To get all the rules and read the entries, click on the Six Word Fridays button on my side bar.

exchange

my sister and I exchanged identities

she went to the stock exchange

i became an exchange student

then we decided to exchange places

we exchanged books & cookie recipes

waiting on line to exchange currency

we exchanged looks as we witnessed

a prisoner exchange at the airport

disguised as a diplomatic exchange &

we had an exchange of ideas

deciding to exchange directions & start

a recipe exchange &  drop in

at the mercantile exchange on our

way home to exchange ourselves back

© cj Schlottman

August, 2011

Small Stories -Edited for Clarity

Most of you know the rules to for Saturday Centus, but in case you don't, click on the button on my sidebar to learn about it and read the creative entries.  There you will also find links to Jenny's other blogs.  Here is my contribution for this week:

“Surprise. I’m pregnant!”

These words rang out as my daughter Mallory popped in my kitchen door.  

My heart caught in my throat.  Pregnant?  She knew she was not supposed to get pregnant, so if this were a joke, it was a poorly thought-out one.

“But, Sweetie......”

“No buts!  I have a baby growing inside me, so don’t ruin it for me.”

“But...”

“I said no buts!  All I’ve ever known for sure is that I want to be a mother.  Now I’m gonna be one.”

“Well, I'm pregnant, too.  Who’s going to take you to chemo while I’m home with morning sickness?”

© Claudia Schlottman

August 28,2011

It's Not Always Easy

It’s Six Word Fridays time again, and Melissa’s prompt is “easy.”  To learn all about this meme and read the other entries, click on the Six Word Fridays button on my sidebar.  

I’m Writing Under the Influence of Lortab, so forgive me if my words are a little slurred.  To learn about why I’m saying “Yes” to drugs, please visit The Red Sweater.  The last two posts tell the sad tale.

Now, here’s my offering for today.

not always easy

sometimes a piece of work

drips off the ends of my

fingers   slides across my

keyboard & writes itself

at others   words wedged in

creases of my right brain 

   await excavation   

   conveyance to the page

words   my dearest lovers

   my worst of enemies

serve me at their pleasure

& make of me their slave




© cj Schlottman

If I Die Young

Yea!  Jenny gave us back the words she has been so stingy with of late.  Her Chakras must be balanced.  For whatever reason, I am glad she has regained her generous ways.  To see all the entries to this superb meme, just click on the button on my side bar.  There you will also find Jenny Matlock’s blog buttons.  Click on them.  You won’t be disappointed!  Here is my offering for today:

if i die young it will be 

at 95 / surrounded

by friends and family

as we take afternoon tea

there will be champagne on ice

lovely luscious lemon squares

salty / spicy-hot cheese straws / 

slices of soft sweet pound cake

i will hold court from my bed /

swathed with sheer silk canopies /

as yards of laughter cut from 

the bolt of my life fade to 

endless stories born of our

intertwined lives / braided of

love / woven into fine cloth 

i will smile / sip tea / wait to

take sweet kisses for each of you /

hold your warm hands in mine /  

cool now as i feel myself

shrink / grow smaller an smaller

sunshine will shimmer through thin

curtains as it begins its

descent / bathing our faces

in soft light of my dying

i will love your forever

© cj Schlottman

August 20,2011

Trial and Error @ Small Stories and Stuff

A day late for Six Word Fridays, but that's not too bad for me.  This week, Melissa chose "trial and error" for our prompt.  To find out all about this great meme, click on the Six Word Fridays on my side bars.  You will also find the other entries there.


My contribution is short and to the point......here goes...




After trials and errors I know

six syllables is my favorite meter.




©cj Schlottman
August 13, 2011