Just Another Saturday Night

I met a girl down by the station,

On my way to a swank celebration,

Said she “wanted to talk”,

So we went for a walk,

Now I’m feeling a burning sensation.

Two Sentence Tuesday #11

The raging warrior raised his blood-flecked gladius high above his head in savage triumph. Throughout the colossal throng of spectators, not a celebratory whisper was offered.

Associative Memory

Associative Memory

By Brandon Palzkill

Strange, how a simple song

Can trigger

A rush of vivid memories

Two or more minutes long,

I figure,

Yet everything comes back to me.

Such a joyous affair,

honoring

the vows of those who came before.

Happiness everywhere,

and we’d sing

for an hour or three or four.

Lost are those distant days,

when I hit

those strings with jubilant fingers,

Quickly, they went away,

and I sit,

here and now, while the past lingers.