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 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 →
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.
Eyes closed, soul serene, Taking in the tranquil scene, Birds singing in trees. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #248: serene and scene.
When others cannot visualize your dreams, and, therefore think it impossible, you keep believing until the impossible becomes your reality. Written for One-Liner Wednesday from Linda G. Hill. I learned through experience to never allow others to define my possibility. I went from being on the welfare to teaching at a prestigious university in California,... Continue Reading →
Detective Chief Inspector Janney arrived at the scene of the crime with her new assistant, Detective Sergeant Charlotte Wells. After looking over the murder victim, they stepped aside to allow Dr. Carlton Wesley, the Medical examiner, access to the victim. When Dr. Wesley was finished, DCI Janney asked cause of death and time of death.... Continue Reading →
See all the pretty little letters, waiting to be formed into words. Those words can praise or criticize, according to how they are unfurled. The tormentor creates the words that cause pain and take away joy. But the one who seeks to encourage forms words that do not destroy. Words like "You are priceless" are... Continue Reading →
Sam and Mary were playing pirates. They were pretending to be looking for booty in Sam's kitchen. All they found were some almonds, and they decided to write a note to his mother, demanding the almonds. Mary framed the letter, just as she thought a pirate would, asking Sam's mother to give up the almonds... Continue Reading →
Setting up to play her music, Joyless, with no smile on her face, Like the little deer on her leg, She seemed somewhat out of place. Then she started playing her music, And so blissful she finally became. Her music, so beautiful, touched me, And I just wanted to know her name. I sent her... Continue Reading →
Ginny had postponed going to visit Joanna in the hospital on Tuesday. She planned to go and talk with her on Wednesday. But, Joanna died Tuesday night. All that Ginny needed to say will go unspoken for eternity. She only hopes that her sister knew that she loved her. (268 Characters) Written for Twittering Tales... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 