Carol struggles in not knowing her provenance. She often barrels into people who try to dodge her, Staring into the remarkable faces along the seashore. But the reality is that the faces are starting to blur. The light and dark play tricks with her eyes, But there's no finale to hopes that her family she'll... Continue Reading →
False promises made. Disillusioned the masses. Now his crown has dropped! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Drop and Crown. With elections newly over, I thought this was an appropriate post.
From our birth, life is full of times when we need to find safe landing spaces, occasions when we seek places where joy abides. Like the birds, sometimes it is tricky to identify the best places to land, so you take what you can get, while contemplating your next move towards finding that sweet spot.The... Continue Reading →
Life is a fable! Lessons on avoiding fires! Learning them is hard. Written for Ronovanwrites Weekly Haiku Poetery Prompt Challenge: Fable and Fire.
I'm pleased with my fate. I've reached my three score and ten! New years are a bonus! On Thursday, I will be age 71, so I think of each new year past the promised three score and ten (70) to be a gift and a bonus. I am so thankful for each birthday! Written for... Continue Reading →
The beauty of the love of continued learning and of expanded knowledge is that it allows us to reach our God-given potential in ways far beyond our beliefs and the beliefs of others. Rev. Dr. Regina Davis-Sowers Written for the One-Liner Wednesdays Challenge from Linda G. Hill.
Photo by Lumix2004 from Pixabay! Trees filled with apples, Each one waiting to be picked. How juicy and sweet! Written for Ronovanwrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #432: Apple and pick. I love this time of year when we drive up to Ellijay, Georgia to pick apples, especially the September Wonders, which are sweet with... Continue Reading →
How Sue and Charles ever made it to the altar was a surprise! Each time I had dined with them, Charles had seemed to create a new vernacular, having a preoccupation with appearing smarter than everyone else. It made for tense moments, when Sue would ask him to repeat the word or if he meant... Continue Reading →
Photo Credit to Darrell Whiley It doesn't take an analyst to see the emptiness Of the land that I spy far below the plane. Yet, I wouldn't just yet decry it as dull, For there may fun that we can attain. Every place that we visit has its traits, Some with sunshine, and others a... Continue Reading →