I feed my body every day, Often feeding too much to it. But, I've learned the hard way That I must also feed my spirit. Silence or just being very still, Listening to some sweet music, Whatever will quiet my tired soul Is what I use to feed my spirit. But most of all, I... Continue Reading →
It's difficult and painful to realize that you have been wearing a mask for a long time, not really being as authentic as you should have been. It does not matter if the mask was worn unintentionally; what matters is finding the courage to admit that you need to change and to be real in... Continue Reading →
I am going to visit the Atlantic Ocean, That awesome wonder of nature I've sorely miss. I'm looking forward to seeing that beautiful blue And staring out where the horizon and the sky kiss. I hope it remembers this woman who loves it dearly, As I linger for days in the place that I chose,... Continue Reading →
Walking through our lives with blinders on Won't change the reality of our situations. It makes the trials longer and the suffering greater, But it never results in any meaningful cessations. So take off the boxes and face your life head-on, Experiencing the good, bad, and, inevitably, the ugly. For only when you take your... Continue Reading →
Caleb thought, "Pain is preferable to the alternative!" He kept the symbols of time and death on the mantel over the fireplace in his bedroom. The anodynes prescibed by the doctors helped, but the pains from his injuries were indissoluble. The suddenness of his accident still awed him. Although he had heard the older members... Continue Reading →
I came to find my idea of the land of Oz, Where dreams are supposed to come true so easily. Yet I monthly oscillate between joy and despair, Because I approached my future so breezily. People here in these buildings of chrome and glass Rudely rebuff the daily offerings of my smiles. Feelings of rejection... Continue Reading →
Time can slip away! Speak of love and care today. No better moment! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challeng #346: Slip and Time. Tomorrow is promised to us!
Posted in response to the One Word Sunday Challenge from Travel with Intent. The prompt is Empty. Etowah Native American Mounds, Georgia Empty remains of a once-thriving Mill. An Empty House is always sad to see.
As a double survivor of domestic violence, I hate confrontations and arguments. Therefore, writing is better for me, whether it is a love note or criticism on a student's work. I learned as a college professor that criticism is better received when written down than when spoken. Writing on an essay what needed to be... Continue Reading →
Although his head had lost its hair, I was so proud of the man he portrayed. The cancer that caused him to go bald Couldn't alter him into someone staid. As he listened to the awful diagnosis, He was glad that the doctor didn't deceive About the very real difficulties that he faced. He asked... Continue Reading →
I was so aghast to learn that for some people Mediocrity is not only acceptable, but desired. The student who told me that he just needed a D Made me wonder what in his life had transpired. How does someone come to want so little out of life? What leaves someone unmotivated to give their... Continue Reading →
After about ten months, I am feeling tired of struggling to get to an ideal weight. I knew that losing weight wasn't a walk in the park, but the constant vigilance over what to eat and how much to eat is a source of great anxiety that tends to send me into emotional eating of... Continue Reading →
