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 →
The Silver Comet Trail in Georgia We are divided. I think that we can still rise, And find common ground. Written for the Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #413: Divide and Rise.
Sweetwater Creek State Park, Douglasville, GA Strutting through the mud, Walking hatless in the rain. Freed to be ageless. Written for the Three things Challenge #990 from Pensitivity 101: strut, freed, rain. I love splashing in puddles, as it makes me feel young again.
Photo Credit to Pobble 365 His black shadow that was against the sky Caused me to stop right there in my tracks. He looked frail, yet I knew I should fear him, So I turned aound and found my way back. Sequestered in a house in the forest, I knew that this was his home,... Continue Reading →
Sloppy Floyd State Park, Georgia I got an impromptu swimming lesson! I didn't wait for someone to retrieve my purse from the edge of the lake. The branch seemed long enough! But, when I hit the water, I quickly learned the meaning of the words: sink or swim! Fictional story for the Weekend Writing Prompt... Continue Reading →
St. Augustine, Florida 2021 You whisper sweet words. Like two birds of a feather, We share wondrous love. Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #400: Feather and Whisper.
She was quite serious when she looked me straight in the eyes and said, "You aren't our kind of people!" I had been minding my own business, as I waited for my flight to start boarding. The lady speaking was upset that I was standing in the line for priority boarding. She didn't believe me... Continue Reading →
Fandango asked the following question, and I felt compelled to answer it: If there are only three things in life that truly matter, what do you think they are and why did you choose those three? In no particular order, my answers to the question are: Being Loved as a Child: it is in being... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 