Sunday, September 25, 2022


Earth and Sky


This morning

gowns 

of green spruce

rise into the ash.


Cattail seeds

drift

from the edge

of the pond.


A hawk 

soars

into the mist

circling the rise.


We take the land

like 

it's ours.

Like we are

earth and sky 

and rain.


Like we are the

end

or beginning.




(c) Jan Darrow 2022

Photo:Pixabay


Thursday, September 22, 2022

Autumn officially arrives for the Northern Hemisphere at 8:04 p.m. tonight. Goodbye summer!

photo: Pixabay

Tuesday, September 20, 2022

 


(Written in the letter D. Just for fun!)

D is for Dead

It seems Dexter was a dancer, not a doctor. He followed me into donut shops and dollar stores. He spied on me from ditches.

I found him disgusting and desperate.

I called for a deputy, but the department knew about Dexter. They said he wasn't dangerous, just determined.

Still I dodged and deceived him. I wrote Dear Dexter letters. It didn't matter. He played dreamy ditties in my driveway at high decibels.

He declared his love for me daily.

I was distressed. I was disturbed. I drank decaf.

"I don't love you," I disclosed.

"You're in denial," he declared.

One day I dreamed he was dead. How he died was debatable, but my DNA wasn't on the gun.

I told them I didn't do it, but the next thing I knew I was on death row in Dallas on Dateline.

I was defiant. I defended myself. Is this democracy? Where is my due process?

Afterwards, in a damp dungeon, I was depressed.

Then I heard a ding dong.  It was my doorbell. I was disorientated.

I opened the door. It was a delivery from Dexter.

"Was it only a dream?"

A disturbing dream I decided. Maybe I was drugged!

Then I opened the letter. It contained a document, a damp detailed dissolve...

Dexter had ditched me. He was now devoted to Darla.


(c) 2022 Jan Darrow  /  photo: Pixabay

Friday, September 16, 2022

This painting is part of an art installation in my town. Autumn Magic - artist Timothy Hughes.  Autumn has arrived!

Saturday, September 10, 2022

 A crossroad that hasn’t changed a bit.  Still gorgeous!

Tuesday, September 6, 2022


My flash fiction piece, Perdition, was published today on Black Poppy Review!  Click the link below to read it and other dark pieces in this haunting publication!

https://blackpoppyreview.blogspot.com/2022/09/perdition-by-jan-darrow.html