The abundant sunshine which nourishes the soul on a lazy summer afternoon is warmly welcomed by a standing ovation from the flower box.
The well dressed attendees are thankful to receive a much needed cold drink and display their appreciation with a standing ovation from the flower box.
(Photo: Edward Roads… notice what looks like a face looking out the window).
Written by Edward Roads
Outside the door along the crowded sidewalk, brisk and lively chatter from prospective patrons spun the anticipation to an undeniable palpability.
Inside the shiny new diner, an accommodating staff artfully filled the bellies of sprightly guests with a bounty of savory merriment.
Written by Edward Roads
I managed to hit the back wall and get a small cut above my left eye which bled onto the concrete floor.
Then, bleeding in the darkness, I heard the door at the top of the stairs slam shut!
(Continued from Mytwosentences 36)
Written by Edward Roads
I saw yellow and green, then darker yellow and blue.
The walk was plain and uneventful until I saw your two beautiful smiles.
(Photo: Edward Roads)
Written by Edward Roads
My steps came slow and unsteady as if I were carefully walking through unfamiliar territory.
First one then another, tiny and without direction, moving toward… looking for… I just didn’t know.
(Continued from Mytwosentences 32)
Written by Edward Roads
I watched two dawdling morning birds, one humming about and the other lagging behind.
On the soil, the undaunted worm maneuvered without fear because it was nearly noon.
Written by Edward Roads
Three affable elderly couples were sitting around an outdoor lunch table engaged in terrifically effervescent conversation…
…if only the love of life frolicking al fresco could be captured and given to generations who lose their verve along the way.
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Enjoying a relaxing Sunday with my head buried in the rustic medium know as the newspaper.
Electronically speaking this information source is approaching obsolescence, but physically it’s like discovering an excellent comfort food restaurant.
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Scattered thoughts were laden with the unknown as I desperately clung to a rapidly fading glimmer of confidence.
With a dusty dry mouth and outstretched sleepwalking-like arms, I reflexively swallowed and began moving forward.
(Continued from Mytwosentences 28)
Written by Edward Roads
After walking through a murk of pollen propelled sensory congestion, I flopped into my air conditioned car.
Soothing saxophone melodies unfolded from the dashboard generating a sound stitched tapestry of revitalization!
Written by Edward Roads
The clouds in the sky parade by as if part of a puffy traveling circus.
Tent after fluffy tent slowly sliding along promising fair weather for the next big top town.
Written by Edward Roads
As these days unfold, and those to follow, it becomes necessary to remove the mask.
As that mask comes off, I look to sit quietly with it in my hand and embrace a tomorrow that once and for all is without a mask.
Written by Edward Roads
In the darkness, about twenty feet away, I saw what appeared to be two rapidly swirling clouds of dust.
I glanced up the staircase and momentarily gained a sense of solace from what was now my only source of light.
(Continued from Mytwosentences 25)
(Photo: Edward Roads)
Written by Edward Roads
Understanding the subtle aspects of our day to day lives can most assuredly be difficult.
It is often necessary to find coffee time with real friends to open closed eyes.
Written by Edward Roads
I walked by this monument and thought about the Colonists who hid and guarded their stockpile of arms from British soldiers.
Colonel Leslie’s retreat from the Old North Bridge is a testament to the unity and strength of the early Salem resistance.
(Photo: Edward Roads)
Written by Edward Roads
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