BlogHide Resteemscliffagreen (61)in hive-161155 • 2 years agoA Five-Minute Reflection -- World Travels and the Inner WorldEvening on the bay in Hoquiam, Wash. This spot is less than a half hour walk from my apartment. I used to fancy myself a world traveler. In my 20s, I made a rule: never live more than five…cliffagreen (61)in hive-161155 • 2 years agoFive-Minute Poetry -- The Rain I Didn't Know (plus a bonus poem)The Rain I Didn't Know In the vast desert the conscious and unconscious reaches of my mind, I walked alone. In a plain ringed about by mountains so distant, without color. First I saw…cliffagreen (61)in hive-127238 • 2 years agoHoquiam's Iconic Riverside BridgeRiverside Bridge Hoquiam, Wash. Yesterday in Hoquiam, Wash., was cloudy and rainy, so I didn't take the camera out for my evening walk as I have been the past few days. Instead, in…cliffagreen (61)in hive-161155 • 2 years agoA Five-Minute Fiction: The Cave You Fear to Enter“I just feel so listless, doc, I can't get over it.” “When did this feeling begin,” the doctor said, uncapping his pen. “Oh, I suppose it began after I found the cave.” The man laced his fingers…cliffagreen (61)in hive-127238 • 2 years agoThe Fishin' HoleOn the Hoquiam River Hoquiam, Wash. The Hoquiam River runs through the middle of my hometown of Hoquiam, Wash. This photo is taken near the end of its journey, on the southeastern edge of…cliffagreen (61)in hive-185836 • 3 years agoEvening Walk to Dog Marsh (48 pics!)Last month, on one of the first springlike days to hit Hoquiam, Wash., I took an evening walk down to my favorite spot on the bay of Grays Harbor. Anyone who follows my blog will recognize this…cliffagreen (61)in hive-161155 • 3 years agoA 5-Minute Book Review: Empire of the Summer MoonComancheria: Truly Dangerous Territory This weekend I picked up a fascinating new read from the Hoquiam public library: "Empire of the Summer Moon" by S.C. Gwynne. Gwynne tells us the…cliffagreen (61)in hive-161155 • 3 years agoListen to Your Heart – A Five Minute FreewriteMy heart tells me she's just using me for beer, which, as an alcoholic, she needs every day. She also sometimes needs a safe place to sleep, out of the cold and away from the creeps in the…cliffagreen (61)in hive-161155 • 3 years agoA Picture Is Worth a Thousand Words: FictionNo Blood in the Cut The brutality. The glass cuts clean and the fingers get slippery. Inside the house. Looking out into the broad world, where the sunshine nourishes. The fear slipped…cliffagreen (61)in writing • 3 years agoA Flash Story with Naughty Words and Pornographic Subject MatterThe Cowboy and Mother Teresa For Katt, who spins me right round The man screwed the cigarette into its holder and handed it to the woman beside him on the bed. The woman was naked…cliffagreen (61)in hive-185836 • 3 years agoBlast from the past – Fiction from 1998The long, brown cardboard box rested in the corner of the cluttered office. The schematic printed in crisp black ink on one side of the box was obscured by a white label which read 442B. His back to…cliffagreen (61)in hive-161155 • 3 years agoA Picture Is Worth A Thousand WordsONE Who knew that our souls looked like emojis? On the day of the Rapture, which came upon us as the Bible promised, like a thief in the night (when we least expected it), our souls…cliffagreen (61)in hive-185836 • 3 years agoAliens, Wound Wood, and WonderAlien World No, we aren't looking at the top of a volcano on some alien world. It's the trunk of a birch tree where a branch as broken off, but in my imagination the ridged bark looks like…cliffagreen (61)in hive-161155 • 3 years agoThe Determined and Happy Badger -- A Five-Minute FictionA badger walked along Broadway. He wore a fine coat, with tails, and a top hat, and as he walked he marked every other step by planting his cane next to his foot. It was a glorious afternoon in…cliffagreen (61)in hive-111825 • 3 years agoRevised Fiction for Writing & ReviewsThe Spider Man They called him the spider man. He had a long, dirty-white beard, and long, dirty and tangled white hair, which grew in a fringe around his bald dome. He walked in the city…cliffagreen (61)in hive-111825 • 3 years agoNew Poetry for Writing & Reviewstonight is the silence the dreams deferred a gold at the end of that country mile I've known from my youth I cannot see in the dark black air and blacker shapes close in squelching in the…cliffagreen (61)in hive-111825 • 3 years agoThe Spider ManThey called him the spider man. He had a long, dirty white beard, and long, dirty white hair, which grew in a fringe around his pinkish white dome. He walked in the woods along the river; that's…cliffagreen (61)in hive-161155 • 3 years agoMillie – The Weekend Freewrite"Millie," the bag lady said, "I stink to high heaven." Millie didn't respond, which the bag lady thought was unusual. Millie usually spoke freely. "Hey, what do you say, Millie?" Nothing. The…cliffagreen (61)in hive-161155 • 3 years agoGet it, Grrrl – A 5 Minute FictionThe morning sun burned the hairs on his chest to translucent gold. Through the balcony doors, she could hear the waves beating rock, and between the foaming hiss and rising crash, his quiet snore.…cliffagreen (61)in hive-161155 • 3 years agoGreat-Grandfather's Funeral – A Five Minute FictionEverybody freaked out when it happened. It's like someone came back from the dead, which I guess is what everyone thought, at my great-grandfather's funeral service. The preacher was up there…
