Archive - Boo Pfeiffer’s WTF

The blue bells come ringing at the door as I pour my brain into a cup add milk, and await the awakening The blue bells come ringing at the door while I…

Jun 17 •

The evening, amusingly, was one cliche piled on top of another, separated only by disposable rain ponchos and wet paper tickets.

Jun 14 •

Sometimes words drip out of my eyes on to the paper rearranging themselves until they find peace Sometimes images flow through my fingers staining the…

Jun 10 •

Around here, they’re called “fireflies.” Where I come from, they are embers of stars fallen from wishes ignited many moons ago Flickering, frolicking…

Jun 4 •

Part III of the WITSEC series

Jun 3 •

The music starts a hint of melody wafting to the beat of a closing door She sways sashays away from her owner sheds her pale skin and insecurities along…

Jun 2 •

May 2025

Flags, May 2025

Memorial Day P-2025

May 24 •

Madness and Mayhem Day 21. I was given the 1st line but left on my own with the rest.

May 22 •

For day 20 of Madness and Mayhem, with homage to day 18, which I missed.

May 21 •

This poem is an epic fail for the Madness and May(hem) prompt, but an epic success in proof that poems will find a way to get written, just like flowers…

May 19 •

Madness and (May)hem day 17.

May 18 •

Accessory to Adultery

Madness and Mayhem Day 16 (I know, I’m late, I was driving for days) wrote about an object that you own….I hope you enjoy this weekend romp!

May 18 •

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