Life in Photos #1

Daily photographic musings

Autumn colors. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Zenith, my new plant baby. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Cozy (The view from one side of my living room). Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Cozy 2 (My new chair, the beige one, is as comfortable as it looks). Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Smoked Turkey Stew (smoked turkey, turnip & mustard greens, onions, bell peppers, red & new potatoes, cherry tomatoes, chicken broth, & Basmati rice). Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Antique. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Antiques. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
The Bluest Butterfly. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Zumi Tye’s Terrarium Adventure. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

Have you gotten your copy of SéduireSerial Tales & Flash Fiction at Lulu in E-Book Paperback versions, or Amazon in Paperback (only) yet?

I am on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about recent events with a previous place of employment, as it pertains to racism and discrimination, growth from the transition after resigning from that company, and life’s foibles and overall experiences. I welcome your visit.

away from you & death from cold

Two poems shared on Substack notes

AI-generated image: Two Black women; one has an afro and is wearing black rimmed glasses, the other has locs and is donning massive gold hoop earrings. They both have pensive expressions on their faces as they hold on to each other in a sinkhole.

away from you

Con Funk Shun
plays, and I finally
hear what I need to
in Michael Cooper’s
sultry voice…
“That’s the way it
goes on Love’s
Train,” and you
begin to fade from
memory.

As soon as you float
into another part of
my mind, The Gap Band
plays, and then
I hear, “Keep running,”
and here I am… trying to talk
myself from chasing
after you.

I am slowing down,
finding my own beat,
and my own words
to get far away from
you.


death from cold

cold weather
moves in without an
invite–banging at
the doors of the sky,
willing to lap dance
the day away, as
long as it’s paid in
full before the next
business day.

its pimp hangs out
around the corner,
strangling the sun
and threatening to
take the heat from
it.

we all layer up for
safety. we don’t want
to catch our death
from cold.


Love’s Train by Con Funk Shun:

Yearning for Your Love by The Gap Band:


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.


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

I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with a previous place of employment, as it pertains to racism and discrimination, growth from the transition after resigning from that company, and life’s foibles and overall experiences. I welcome your visit.

Autumn’s wings & the love given to a bonsai tree

Two poems shared on Substack notes

I really do try to be out here rocking my own style. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

Autumn’s wings

the chill in the air
is what I live for; the
wind that picks up
moves in the right
direction for me to
glide on it
gracefully.

I walk on Autumn’s
wings, at peace
with the calm that
comes with it.


the love given to a bonsai tree

have you ever pondered the life of a bonsai tree?
contained and pruned regularly to stay alive.
the love it must take to have
someone tend to what you need
at the exact moment you need it
is nothing short of humane.
your livelihood is built around the
caring heart of a human being who
spares time to pour into you
what they may not pour into others.

isn’t that remarkable?
how many of us would thrive in a small container,
shaped and structured to fit our home—safe,
secure, and sturdy throughout many years ahead?

my money’s on not many.


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

I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with a previous place of employment, as it pertains to racism and discrimination, growth from the transition after resigning from that company, and life’s foibles and overall experiences. I welcome your visit.

It’s 10,000° Outside!

The things we do for our pets

A short walk with The Little Monster today.

Honey Bunnies, I’m not one for the heat! I cannot stand it! I’d rather be relaxing in the air-conditioned spaces I frequent (i.e., my living room or bedroom), instead of taking Jernee Timid out for a walk when it’s Devil Weather!

This is NOT my calling. However, I do love my baby, and I’d do anything for her, but I’m going to need her to pick up the pace when it’s hotter than the corns on the Devil’s toes outside.

How are y’all surviving the heat this year?! Stay hydrated. Stay cool. Stay indoors as much as you can.

I am truly looking forward to the cool down headed our way!


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

I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment, as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit.

hot flashes and spring

humidity is hovering
in the still dark air,
and I’m hot-flashing
out of nowhere,
yearning for a cool down.

summer is peeking
through the soon-to-be intensely
hotter weeks, trying to
make an earlier
appearance, and
I just want to walk
without sweat
congregating between my legs.

it’s going to be
another year of
panting like the dog,
as the dog days
arrive before they’re
due.


I drummed up this piece yesterday morning via notes on Substack. These little creative snippets come to me every day, and I am grateful for them. They’re getting me through the go-through.

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

I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit.