future vacation (for Labor Day)

A Senryu, 2 Parts

a reservation
at a prominent resort
booked–me and my girl

excited for fun
in the mountains with nature
no brouhaha, please


Yesterday, I booked the hotel for Labor Day weekend in Asheville, NC. Jernee and me will be staying at the Crowne Plaza Resort. I got a great deal using Snaptravel that saved me around $260.00. I had to jump on that deal; it would have been ludicrous not to. I am excited, and I hope we’ll be able to see this thing through. I worry with these rising numbers for the Delta variant of the Coronavirus, but I am going to remain hopeful about it.

We Have Changed But We Have Not Changed

A poem for Karen

Karen and me, three years ago. Photo Credit: Karen, herself; used with permission.

After high school, you
knew where your heart was — 
far away from me and everyone
else who loved you
but for a greater cause . . .

The Air Force claimed you
for twenty years and with
each one that passed, I
further admired my friend
who desired to do something
that scared the shit out of me.

You have always been a tackler
of the difficult, shifting out
of comfort zones and pulling
me away from things I clung
to for safety.
Risks were your forte,
they still are.

As a dreamer, basking in
the glow of others’ 
spontaneous events,
I looked into your world
but could not keep my
feet in it.

I am proud of you; you are
the epitome of superhuman,
Mom de jure, and peace
when this chaotic world
rages forth.

Which birthday was it of mine
when you told the workers
at the Japanese restaurant
I was to be celebrated and
for fun and to play along,
I had to do the funky chicken
while they sang?

I nearly fainted but you
powered me on and my
reservation about publicly
embarrassing myself ended
up being the fun I needed
at that moment.

I wonder if you knew that.
I’m sure you knew that.

You were the person
who appeared out of nowhere;
on leave, ready for whatever
came our way.
You made dreams come true
without much effort.
Now that we are aging,
we still remain; young at heart
and full of life.

We have changed but
we have not changed and
for the love of everything
good and true, this is a
testament that will outlast
us.

Our story is one that
makes me smile.
We should keep 
turning the pages.


Originally published via Medium.

Writers: A Challenge

“Summertime” in Three Words

Something new this year; a filled pool, ready for swimmers. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

For us here in the United States of America, it’s summertime and in various states within this nation, temperatures are on the rise. Summertime, although a season I’d rather do without, gifts us with a ton of fun to be had.

When summer comes to your area/country, what do you like to do most? What do you love most about summer? What do you hate most about it? Please share your thoughts on summer using three words only.

Here’s mine:

traveling without
restrictions

I truly miss doing the above and I hope one day soon, I’ll be able to get back to my travels without worry and wonder and being far too concerned with rising Coronavirus cases, but mostly — I just want the world to be safe again from this virus. Writers, you are a creative bunch and I’d love to see what you can do with this topic using three words only. So, the challenge? Tell me about your summer experiences; likes & dislikes in just three words.

Let’s have some fun and please, bring it!


Music? Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince, Summertime:

Writers: A Challenge

“Loyalty” in three words

The love of my life: Jernee Timid Loadholt. Photo Collage Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

It is one of the qualities I find most important in the people I allow in my circle: loyalty. If you are not able to support me or stand by my side when hard times arise — we may not last as friends. And in turn, I should be able to do the same for you — be there, support you, lift you up when you’re feeling down, and help you in any way that I can. I don’t have to ask of these things from Jernee. She is my full support system and live-in love magnet. If ever I fall into a fit of tears, my girl is always right there to press against me, cuddle, and paw at my tears. I get from her what I need — I always hope she’s getting from me what she needs.

So, the challenge? Express loyalty using three words only. What does loyalty mean to you? Is it important? Was anyone ever disloyal in your life — how’d that affect you? 

Here’s mine:

undeniable . . .
true love.

Writers: let’s get creative, shall we? Express loyalty using just three words. You can do this! I know you can.

Please, bring it!


And of course, there’s music. The Brothers Johnson, I’ll Be Good to You

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