Jesse feels like prey, as she lies motionless on the bed, trying not to awake her tormentor. Just the roughness of Carl's voice causes her to flinch. The decision to leave, to go back home to her family, has been spoiled by her sister's trivializing of her dilemma. Kathy elides the fact that those volcanic... Continue Reading →
I have been camping only once! For my husband, Douglas, camping was a youthful pursuit, and he is fervid in his love for the outdoors. He has so much camping equipment in the basement that is going unused, mainly because of me! When Douglas asked me to go camping in the Sierra Nevada in California,... Continue Reading →
Love so pure and good. Flow into our pain-filled souls. Finally serene!
Monet, Manet, Van Gogh, Kahlo, and O'Keeffe, Like a candy store filled with sweets, where do I start? Oh, if only they would allow me to rent an Airbnb In some of the wondrous museums filled with fervid art! I would linger for hours and days in front of masterpieces, Trying to understand all that... Continue Reading →
“I liked the rush, I liked the crunch. Never did look back at the fallout.” Robin read those words and thought that they were the appropriate ones for her epitaph. She had never learned to be organized, to have a place for everything and everything in its place. Her mother, Kathryn, tried to instill on... Continue Reading →
Abundant waters! Flow from my belly this day! Waterfall of love! Written really late for Heeding Haiku withChevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, August 28, 2019: waterfall. When I saw the photo above posted, I immediately thought of Jesus's words in John 4: 13-14. The thought of living water, the Holy Spirit, flowing from me to others,... Continue Reading →
Home is a place of both rest and work! Today, Douglas and I joined one of the many churches near us. I have lost count of just how many there are, but this is the Bible Belt, so you can find churches across the street from each other or next-door to one another. We had... Continue Reading →
Like the little teapot, That was short and stout, I had the bad tendency To pour my whole soul out. I gave to everyone who asked, And forgot about taking care of myself.But to have anything to give to others,One must focus on their own health.Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles: a poem... Continue Reading →
A Trumpet solo! Gratitude for my soul's joy. Harmonies soothing! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Gratitude and harmony. I am writing with jazz in the background. So soothing!
A best friend joys in your triumphs, Shares in your sorrows and defeats, Never lets you forget your value and worth, And keeps your secrets close to her breast. A few weeks ago, I wrote a post regarding my best friend of 54 years, relating how easy it is to get caught up in your... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 