What Autumn is Doing

A Triolet

AI-Generated Image: A few trees draped in the colors of autumn. Behind them are a couple of houses, faintly noticeable in the background.

Autumn has gotten comfortable enough to undress,
to finally tame the seasonal shift.
It does this with the perfect amount of finesse.
Autumn has gotten comfortable enough to undress.
We find ourselves somehow stressing less,
and this is truly the perfect gift.
Autumn has gotten comfortable enough to undress,
to finally tame the seasonal shift.


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Poem for an Image

#5: Old Faithful

The Lone Old Faithful. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

On my boss’s land, there are
Old Faithfuls resting, one
day–they’ll be restored and
re-introduced to the crazy
roads of North Carolina.

I smiled as I walked around
hours of land, taking in the
beauty of their full-bodied
presence.
Soon, there will be hands
prepping them for new life.

I stumbled upon one with
a rustic vibe–tucked neatly
in a corner of land far away
from the others.
Is this one special, I thought…

Why else would it be
given its own slice of
God’s creation, while all the
others fight for space?

Could it be The Chosen One?


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Poem for an Image

#2: Deer Alert (Deer Season)

A loner, but just down the block would be an entire family. However, they all ran off as soon as I got close enough for the perfect shot of them. I am sure this one was standing at attention, keeping its eyes on me as I got closer to them. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

Deer Season

Dear Deer Season, we normally
don’t meet on these terms, but
I’ve seen many does and not
that many bucks, and I am
wondering, will there be
any mating this year?

I know you’d much rather keep
it all a secret and surprise me
on my walks with new additions,
struggling to keep up with
the bevy, but I need to know
which corners to avoid
because Daddy Deer isn’t as
friendly.

I haven’t planned on using
running mode with these
knees, but if I need to
kick up my gears, I’ll
gladly do so if a male is
spotted and is in search of
heat that I can’t produce.

“Death by Deer” isn’t a
phrase I envisioned on
my tombstone.


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A River Bath

Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge

From Ryan Grewell on Unsplash. The image depicts a bear in a body of water with rocks and trees in the background. Most of the bear’s body is submerged. We see the bear’s head above the water, along with his right leg, which he appears to hold with his right arm. What is this bear doing?😅

I am your most esteemed Tour Guide and Developer of this beautiful place, Logan Tismouth. If you’ll direct your attention to Caper the Bear, who appears to be river bathing as we speak…

Logan extends his arm and points his hand in the direction of the bear. The crowd follows with their eyes.

Caper is a show-stopper. He is one of the happiest bears any of us has ever seen. He is our featured attraction here at River’s Ridge Sanctuary. We provide semi-natural-to-their-habitat homes for bears, mountain lions, deer, bobcats, etc. You name it, we’ve got it! But Caper is something special.

Three years ago, he was found slumped over the stump of a chopped-down tree, dehydrated with a gaping wound in his lower left leg. Daniel, our Lead Ranger, placed the call to me. He gave me the rundown of the bear’s status and informed me to send out two more rangers, a sack of tranquilizers, and a pack of bottled water. He estimated his time there would be four hours. I issued the work order and had all of the items disbursed, along with the requested rangers, too.

If we had not acted fast, Caper wouldn’t be here today. So you see, not only is he our featured attraction, but he is the only bear with a story like this to tell at River’s Ridge Sanctuary. And we believe he knows just how special he is. I have to say, I’ve never seen a vain bear, but Caper is one.

He has grown accustomed to looking at himself in a mirror. When I visit his dwelling space, I take a hand-held mirror along with me. His greeting is always with a light paw to my right shoulder, and a welcoming scoff as he blows a puff of air into the forest around us. I pull out the mirror, hold it up directly in front of him, and he muses about himself for several minutes.

Stunned by his mannerisms, I leave the mirror with him. He has a collection of them now. Several of the rangers and staff have coined another nickname for him, one of which I do not approve, “Logan’s Very Special Vain Bear.”

Luckily, it hasn’t caught on… yet.


I enjoyed crafting this fiction piece for this week’s challenge. Maybe it’s something you’re interested in, too? If so, mosey on over to Melissa’s blog to give this challenge a once-over. I am sure she’ll be happy to see you there

What If We Could Haiku the Pain Away?

A Book Review

Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku

I am trying my best to fill my life with positive images, words, and people. Given our current situation, my heart needs it more than I thought it would. I do not want to come undone.

Enter, Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku, edited by Gabriela Marie Milton and published by her team at Literary Revelations, is a book that is lifting me to higher places.

I’ve recommended this anthology before as an informative post, and to share that I, too, have five haiku published in it.

Here’s the review, shared on Amazon and Goodreads:

An Anthology of Creativity, Expressiveness, and Tranquility

Before I purchased this anthology, I knew it would be a work of art. There are over 230 writers and connoisseurs of haiku included, and with every turn of the page, a land of wonder awaits the reader.

Edited by Gabriela Marie Milton and published by Literary Revelations, the team has produced a book that is sure to stand the test of time.

It is an outstanding follow-up to Petals of Haiku: An Anthology, and is now placed alongside it on one of my bookshelves.

I appreciate and have an affinity for the form of haiku as it pertains to micropoetry, and every contributor shared their five haiku in creative and vividly expressed ways.

I have no doubt this book will be one I turn to when I need a place of calm as my personal retreat.

If you want to experience creativity at its highest, timely serenity, and be engulfed by the expressiveness throughout the anthology, then, I suggest this book for your collection.

We all could use a bit of tranquility.”

An overwhelming sense of calm would enter my body every time I picked up this book to read it. It’s as though every writer were in sync with one another.

We all understood the assignment. And I hope you’ll take the time and care to share with your heart a plethora of haiku that’ll definitely do it some good.


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sneaking back into the outside world & roc of clouds

Two poems written on Substack notes

Leggy Limbs. Photo Credit: ©2025 Tremaine L. Loadholt

sneaking back into the outside world

it’s been a long time
since I’ve been
around someone
who harrumphed
before sounding off
with their argument.

I miss that on this
cool and dreary
morning for some
reason. I know
rain is coming, the
sky tells me so.

but that didn’t stop
me from getting my
steps in.
there’s something to
be said about
connecting with the
outside world

instead of building
one in my head
again.


roc of clouds

like some sort of
roc, she towered
over the clouds

in my mind–taking
charge of
peaceful moments.

I’d grown attached
to her enigmatic
persona, but soon
realized it was
vampiric.

walking away had
not proven sufficient,
now… I run… and I
run fast.


Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

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