Tags » Old Lady

Bouffant

As fluffed up clouds, go racing by,

Like old ladies bouffant hair,

I’m comfy in the window seat,

I simple sit and stare.

Poetry

Street scene 1 by KresimirDelac


An old lady riding a bike. Processed in film noir / silhouette style. If she was riding a horse it might have been a western movie :) 6 more words

Street

Dream Journal 1/22/16

Present day.

I was walking around Walmart with Liam, when Kyle came running through the front doors. He came up to me, angry, and told me that his mother and step-father had just had a baby. 284 more words

Writing

Free breakfast

Hitting the Big Apple dunking donuts around 7:00 AM, I payed for someones meal behind me. They caught up to me after driving down wilton road and beeped their horn at me, then pulled up and a sweet old lady waved at me with a huge smile. 15 more words