According to the words in the Bible, The womb is where our life callings originate, Before we were formed in our mother’s wombs, God had set us apart and determined our fate. The passion for teaching consumed me early, As young as age eleven or, maybe, I was twelve. I would gather my cousins on... Continue Reading →
I heard him before I saw him, and, even after 50 years, I knew that this night would not be as conflict free as I had hoped. He had been the king of trash talk at our high school, always calling people ugly names, trying to be seen as tough. But, I had learned in... Continue Reading →
Stormy weather days. Seems like sunny days won't come. But storms always pass. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille by Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: stormy weather.
Douglas and I have started walking about six miles, three out and three back, on the Silver Comet Trail nearly every day. We have to dodge bicyclists, because this trail goes for 61.5 miles, so it is great for biking long distances. Most of them are kind enough to announce their imminent presence by saying,... Continue Reading →
I dream of long, lazy days lying by the pool, Nothing in this oasis can cause me stress. I will leave behind all of the grumpy people, Those who like to keep up confusion and mess. Travel for me is a great time of freedom From the craziness of my everyday life, Including time from... Continue Reading →
She never looked at me or spoke my name. I wondered if my very existence caused her pain. She told me that she wasn't meant to be a mother, So I thought that I might've been the child of another. Maybe I was born to someone who adored me, Instead of this woman who seemed... Continue Reading →
I have decided to participate in the OctPoWriMo 2019 challenge: 31 poems in 31 days. I am not really a poet, but I like to be challenged. It also allows me to have a reason to write every day. Day One prompt is Dark Night of the Soul. My soul suffered that dark night, My... Continue Reading →
Photo by David Cardinez@pixabay.com "Look, Mama, a bear!" declared young Jonathan from the backseat! I cried, as I watched the animal roaming free in his natural habitat. Cutting down trees for houses and strip malls has ended. Giving the forest back to the animals is the most humane gesture we have ever made. (276 characters)... Continue Reading →
Answering the questions from Sparks from a Combustible Mind for this week If confronted with a violent crime against a single individual in progress (severe beating, rape, assault) do you try to do something about it (phone authorities or confront the criminal, stop the crime) or do you figure it’s none of your business and... Continue Reading →
Forest cathedral! God whispers; my soul finds rest. Birds sing hymns of peace! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt for September 30: forest and whisper. I took the picture above this morning on our 6-mile walk on the Silver Comet Trail.
Help from Heaven 