Walking on the waves, Dressed in her Sunday best, Mother Nature juggles her duties, Realizing there is not time for rest. Feeding the seagull from her hand, While protecting the fish at her feet From the debris left by humans who show Little respect for the creatures in the seas. Poem written for 50 Word... Continue Reading →
Smitten with the pink, Fields covered with pure beauty. Nature spreads her love. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille, February 14, 2019, from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: cherry blossoms. Word of the Day Challenge is Smitten.
I made a decision when I was about age 12 that the safest way to never be hurt by other people was not to love anyone, even in intimate relationships when I became an adult. At such a tender age, I decided that I would never marry anyone whom I could not give up without... Continue Reading →
Well, Mark, I think you chose some good sayings for the candy hearts. But, I think that "Adore me" kind of misses the point. It's a little like stalking, don't you think, a command rather than a declaration of love? I don't think people will find it cute! (256 characters) Written for the Twittering Tales... Continue Reading →
Answering questions from SparksfromaCombustibleMind for February 11, 2019. I have not done so for a long time. So, here are the Valentine's Day edition. What is your favorite way to spend the weekend? Douglas and I gassing the car up and going on a long drive to a state park, one with hiking trails and... Continue Reading →
She always struck me as the epitome of good sense, a no-nonsense kind of person, and she was my favorite teacher when I was school age. She was tough, but fair in her grades and in her praise. So, I was surprised when she adopted the black grimalkin that she found hiding among the billowy... Continue Reading →
I wrote a story about a special teacher this weekend, and in doing so, I realized that I did not leave the after-effects of those days behind me. So much of what occurred that fourth-grade year impacts how I act today. For example, my greatest fear is not drowning or falling off a cliff, but... Continue Reading →
There is no rhyme or reason, I know, To my love of gadgets, big and small. No matter the costs of the bells and whistles, I will not rest until I have bought them all. BBQ grills with the kitchen sink attached, And electric lawnmowers that need no gas. Planters that water themselves during the... Continue Reading →
I am not impressed By what you say you can do. Show me the results. Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge, February 11, 2019: do and say.
People ask me what kind of person I am, meaning do I see the glass as half-full or half-empty? I tell them that I am just thankful to have a glass with something in it. I have come to understand that how we view what we have in this life is all about the perspective.... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 