Image credit; Google images I had planned to see Bilbao, Spain by now, For it is at the top of my bucket list. But Covid keeps evolving and changing, Turning a travel certainty into a wish. So, now I live vicariously through snaps From the cameras of much braver folks. Frankly, I'm perplexed that the... Continue Reading →
The Guitar Player by José Ferraz de Almeida Júnior and was found at Wikimedia Commons. Reticent to admit that I really liked him, It was easier to notice what I rated as his faults. But, as I stood there listening to his guitar I started singing words that I could not halt. His great delivery of... Continue Reading →
I love your dance moves. Each step seems impossible. Oh, to swing like y'all! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: move and step.
Don't believe your best days as a man are behind you, And that now all you can lift is your coffee cup. For because we have days alone to ponder as guests In places for hire around the world, life, for us, is looking up. We both are older, and we've learned to pick our... Continue Reading →
I know that everyone will see something different in the photo, which is the essence of a photo challenge, but the face reminded me of George Floyd. I apologize in advance if I make anyone uncomfortable. Photo credit Sarah Whiley Sleep on, my brother George, and know that you are missed. A core of your... Continue Reading →
Savoy Auto Museum, Cartersville, GA My friends, driving just doesn't come natural for me, Oh, how I wish it was like playing piano by ear. I am flummoxed by directions that bring me to tears, As I travel south when it's really north I'd planned to steer. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #247 from... Continue Reading →
The bruises are gone. The pain is crusted over. I have joy again! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challnge #395: Crust and Scar.
Image credit to Deb @Nope, Not Pam. He'd tell you that he didn't have a poltroon heart, And to show it he'd accepted the man's scary dare. He'd gingerly grabbed the snake from its cage, And he's cuddled with it, as other people stared. Inside he didn't fare so good, as his hands shook, And... Continue Reading →
Image by Jed Villigo @Unsplash A moment of calm in the this life's storm, Laughter serves as my soul-healing balm. Jiving with my homies in our neighborhood, Showing our trust in each other feels good. We know that some people see us as thugs, But the truth is that we also need love and hugs.... Continue Reading →
This is the daily devotional for February 1, 2022 that I wrote for my other blog, Huldah's Sisters. Because it speaks of the contemporary issues of stereotyping and of putting too much feeling into what others think of us, I wanted to share it on this blog. I will write my regular blog, prompts and... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 