She never looked at me or spoke my name. I wondered if my very existence caused her pain. She told me that she wasn't meant to be a mother, So I thought that I might've been the child of another. Maybe I was born to someone who adored me, Instead of this woman who seemed... Continue Reading →
I have decided to participate in the OctPoWriMo 2019 challenge: 31 poems in 31 days. I am not really a poet, but I like to be challenged. It also allows me to have a reason to write every day. Day One prompt is Dark Night of the Soul. My soul suffered that dark night, My... Continue Reading →
Photo by David Cardinez@pixabay.com "Look, Mama, a bear!" declared young Jonathan from the backseat! I cried, as I watched the animal roaming free in his natural habitat. Cutting down trees for houses and strip malls has ended. Giving the forest back to the animals is the most humane gesture we have ever made. (276 characters)... Continue Reading →
Answering the questions from Sparks from a Combustible Mind for this week If confronted with a violent crime against a single individual in progress (severe beating, rape, assault) do you try to do something about it (phone authorities or confront the criminal, stop the crime) or do you figure it’s none of your business and... Continue Reading →
Forest cathedral! God whispers; my soul finds rest. Birds sing hymns of peace! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt for September 30: forest and whisper. I took the picture above this morning on our 6-mile walk on the Silver Comet Trail.
Photo by Tama66@Pixabay.com Janna looked at the chest holding her few worldly goods. Tomorrow, she begins her journey to find herself. She is scared, but she can stay here and die slowly, or courageously go forth. Her friends say that it is insanity to go where she knows no one. But, she chooses life. (275... Continue Reading →
Image from Cryanny The dining room was a special place Where families met and conversed About their lives and dreams and hopes And sometimes discussed any hurts. Around the table they sat and felt Joy just being in each other's presence. Poppa asked each child about school, Because learning held such reverence. Those traditions are... Continue Reading →
Pause from busyness. Your world needs you whole and hale. Rest your tired body. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefueille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: pause.
It's like a fever! Girls being fierce and able. Don't stop the movement. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: fierce and fever.
The old belief that sticks and stones break bones But words will never hurt you is very wrong. For, feelings can be delicate affairs that often Fracture easily, for people's psyches are seldom strong. Indeed, feelings are carelessly hurt in endless ways, And the resulting scars can be difficult to overcome. Name-calling, fat- or thin-shaming,... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 