A friction-packed rage. Actions taken with regrets. Learning to forgive. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Friction and Action.
Forgiveness: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku
The Soothing Voices of Frogs in Chorus: Heeding Haiku. With Chevrefeuille
Deep, bellowing voice, Croaking lovely in rhythm, Soothes my sad spirits. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: Voices of Nature.
Knowing a Conman When You See One: Weekly Writing Prompt
She watched him approach her, knowing that he was a charlatan. He said, "I found this envelope full of money, with no name on it. But, it's late, so I need to put it in someone's bank account. I will give you some of it!" She responded, "You picked the wrong one, Brother. I only... Continue Reading →
Getting Away Alone: Three Things Challenge #51
Catherine stood on the top of the Tokyo Skytree, the tallest structure in the city, with 29 floors. She loved the 360 degree views of the city, for it gave her a sense of Japan's rich history. She wished that she had not worn a skirt, but pants instead, because of the wind. She had... Continue Reading →
Making Beautiful Music: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge
Loving the pure tones, The trumpeter played with grace. The pitch touched my soul. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge for April 15, 2019: tone and pitch.
Eulogy for a Mouse!
A couple of weeks ago, as I sat watching television, out of my left eye, I thought I saw something small and black fall from the stairs to the floor of the living room. But, when I looked again, there wasn't anything there. That's when I realized that we had a mouse in the house!... Continue Reading →
If Birds Could Talk! Story Starter Challenge April 14
I am preparing mentally to have surgery again, but just replacing my pacemaker with one that includes a defibrillator. That will be at the end of the month, about ten days before we leave for Italy. So, I was trying to think of other things to keep my mind on something other than doctors and... Continue Reading →
When the Boogie Man is Real: Sunday Writing Prompt
I once thought the boogie man was a figment of Mama's imagination. I was scared of every sound at night, huddled in my bed sheets until Morning came with the light that saved me and made me feel safe. But, one day I found out that the boogie man was all too real. Mama had... Continue Reading →
Blogging and Inclusion: Tale Weaver #218
Blogging is a place of inclusion and diversity. I marvel at the different people whom I follow, people that I will probably never meet in person, but with whom I share nearly every day. I am in awe of the pictures of courage, perseverance, resilience, and determination that I read each day. Each person's story... Continue Reading →
Thankful for Every New Chance: Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille
New chance to succeed, Putting the past behind us. Dreams don't have to die. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: New Beginnings.
Help from Heaven 