Tell it to my heart…

Their marriage was nearly dead it seemed–

dry as autumn twigs after summer’s wildfire

cold as January ash on unused hearth–

they went about life in the wordless home

as though living on separate planets–

So, what had shifted, she didn’t know…

maybe it was the moon that waxed

 waned and winked now and then–

daylight had faded…too early for bed…

and suddenly he was standing in the doorway

staring at her with unreadable expression–

“Come out here,” he said–

saying nothing, she followed him

to the large kitchen they’d both

fallen in love with forever ago…

“dance with me”, he said softly

and pressing a button, their song

began playing: “tell it to my heart”…

https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2026/01/30/three-things-challenge-mm320/

Last Dream, Last Dance

Not sure I made the deadline, but I couldn’t resist #6:

https://thesoundofonehandtyping.com/2026/01/13/this-weeks-writers-workshop-prompts-january-13-2026/

Here are this week’s prompts:

  1. Write a post inspired by the word theory.
  2. Write a post in exactly sixteen (16) sentences.
  3. Write a story where a unique vessel takes you somewhere you’ve never before been.
  4. What do you wish you had more talent doing?
  5. When you’re by yourself, what do you usually think about?
  6. What was the last dream you can remember about?

😴💃The last dream I had was that I was dancing with Brad Pitt, which is beyond ridiculous:  I never even liked him, and I seriously cannot dance….and I’m way too old, or he’s way too young.

But it was a nice enough change from the usual deluge of nightmares🙄 Cale