Closed my eyes and sighed. Violin strings plucked by hand. Music sweetly played. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku poetry Prompt Challenge: plucked and played.
Violin Sweetness: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku
When the Suburbanite Met the Forest: Three Things Challenge # 72
Caitlin bought a ranch home in a new suburb just beyond the outskirts of Musgrave, the big city in her area. No one alerted her to the possibility of bears coming into her yard or even in her house, for she would have never considered a house where wild animals roamed, being so afraid of... Continue Reading →
What’s My Story Then #5
Open windows fascinated Jared, and he'd had many wonderful adventures involving jumping or crawling out of windows. Considering that the door had slammed shut behind him and two of his friends, Caleb and Mark, the open widow was a welcome sight. The view of outside was more than enough for Jared to consider the window... Continue Reading →
I Will Have Tea, Thank You: Tale Weaver #220
I would much rather drink tea in the mornings,But, people seem to be disturbed by the request.They stand around wondering what to do,Trying to figure out how to honor my behest.This is America, not London, I am often toldBy friends who cannot find a single tea bag.I hurriedly tell them that I have my own... Continue Reading →
Poets are Healers of the Soul
In elementary school, our teacher, Mrs. Geraldine Hawkins, introduced us to the poetry of Langston Hughes, James Weldon Johnson, and other black poets. The poems made us laugh, cry, reflect, and reminded us that we were identical to whites, all of us Americans. We were required to learn each poem line by line, reciting them... Continue Reading →
Mountaintop Walking: Weekend Writing Prompt
I feel vulnerable at times, Too scared to take risks. But your love, Lord, empowers me, So I walk on mountaintops. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammi Cox at Sammiscribbles: Vulnerable in exactly 21 words.
The Beauty of Uniqueness: Three Things Challenge #71
Shondra was an accountant, so she understood the importance of not buying frivolous things. So, even she was amazed at how much she had spent on lace in Spain. There was something about its beauty that touched her from head to toe. As she watched the old women tat the lace pieces, she marveled at... Continue Reading →
Choosing Life: Friday Fictioneers
Photo Credit: Sandra Crook Walking across the old bridge, knowing it could fall at any time, I contemplated the choices and chances that alone are mine.To wait for the pain and suffering of today to surely pass,Or to say I have had enough, and this day will be my last.As I enjoyed the perpetual movement... Continue Reading →
The Super Powers Humans Take For Granted: 100 Word Wednesday #118
As the three superheroes stood on the shelf, each contemplated which super power that humans have they wish they could acquire. The first one said, "I would like to be capable of building people up, encouraging them, rather than always being the one destroying things." The second stated, "To me, being able to love people,... Continue Reading →
Fatal Charm: Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille
Image by Yozakura (1640-1716) Smiles that melt butter Turn heads desperate for love-- Future pain hidden. Written for this week's challenge from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeiulle for April 24, 2019: something different. We were given a haiku as inspiration that examined when something looks good but can be deadly or cause pain.
Help from Heaven 