I Wonder If It’s Time to Buy A Gun!

I have lived in the United States all of my nearly 69 years, and never once have I felt the need to overcome my fear of hurting someone to purchase a gun. But, the atmosphere in America today, the blatant hate rhetoric in the Unitd States gives me pause for reflection on whether this may... Continue Reading →

Endings Create New Beginnings, and That’s Good!

Not realizing that they are causes for celebration, We tend to be afraid to face our endings. But, we can't move unto fresh horizons, Without making chances for new beginnings. The last day of high school finds us in tears, Scared of what the future for us holds. Yet, without this needed right of passage,... Continue Reading →

A Mother’s Love: Saturday Mix-Rhyme Time

I am the one who made a vow To, by the sweat of my brow, Put my hand to the plough And ensure that the bough Never breaks under thou! My efforts have earned a wow! Written for the Saturday Mix-Rhyme Time from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. The rhyming prompts are thou, plough, bough, vow, brow, and... Continue Reading →

The Reluctant Hero Triumphs: Three Things Challenge #419

When Aaron and Jane saw that the thieves had bolted with the sacred scroll, she told him that only he was adept at following those rogues and saving humanity from destruction. At first, he refused to even consider taking action, believing that she was in a state of denial if she believed that he, a... Continue Reading →

Sanity, Please Return to America ASAP: Weekend Writing Prompt

Never in my life would I have believed that An election could become such a shameful wrangle. While the nation is reeling from the coronavirus, Rogues attempt to kill democracy from every angle. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #183 from Sammiscribbles: Wrangle in 33 words exactly. Word of the Day Challenge is Rogue.

Reclaim Your Power: Know Your Value

Don't believe the lies. You are priceless and needed. The first healing step. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #331: First and Heal.

Inheritances that Will Not Rot nor Rust

Granny had nothing to bequeath us In terms of material goods and cash. But, she left a legacy of being honest That is much better than an art stash. She taught us by her examples To always treat people with decency. Even with women who talked about her, She cared for them with much frequency.... Continue Reading →

Getting Back a Slice of our Former Lives with a Museum Visit

Before COVID-19 arrived, I loved visiting museums. I can stay in one for hours on hours. I am not too keen on much modern and abstract art, but I love paintings, sculptures, and artifacts from the past. So, upon learning of a museum near us, we decided to check it out, although you could never... Continue Reading →

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