Live in the slow lane. So much life missed moving fast. Savor each moment. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge for May 27, 2019: fast and lane.
Living Every Moment: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge
The Rest of the Iceberg is Important: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge
Slipping and sliding. On the icebergs of this life. Look beyond the tip. Written for this week's RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: slip and tip.
Proving Them Wrong: Three Things Challenge
When Delia was about age 14, her mother and aunt decided she needed to wear makeup, if she were going to attract a young fellow. They powdered her face, applied rouge, and the reddest lipstick ever produced. Looking in the mirror afterwards, Delia hated the face staring back at her, for it was not someone... Continue Reading →
When One of “Those” Days Hit, Hold On!
Yesterday was one of "those" days, when who you try to be is tested nearly beyond your ability to persevere. I was scheduled for a cardiac MRI, and I was told the test would take an hour. I know that sometimes things happen and the time gets extended through nobody's fault, but yesterday, it took... Continue Reading →
Redefining What It Means to Be a Spiritual Mentor
At one of the churches I once attended, I was asked to be a mentor for young women who were part of the Women's Ministry. It required being a spiritual compass of sorts for new Christian women, helping them understand the Scriptures and how to live a life acceptable to God. I turned it down,... Continue Reading →
Forgiving: One-Liner Wednesday
Forgive, not for their sake, but for your peace. Written for One-Liner Wednesdays from Linda G. Hill.
A Week’s Reprieve! Then, on to Italy!
My surgery for the defibrillator was put off for a week, meaning that we will leave on our trip three days after I have outpatient surgery. But, no problem, it's not like we will be traveling by covered wagon, and I will not have a large incision, so I should be good, but prayers are... Continue Reading →
Poets are Healers of the Soul
In elementary school, our teacher, Mrs. Geraldine Hawkins, introduced us to the poetry of Langston Hughes, James Weldon Johnson, and other black poets. The poems made us laugh, cry, reflect, and reminded us that we were identical to whites, all of us Americans. We were required to learn each poem line by line, reciting them... Continue Reading →
Choosing Life: Friday Fictioneers
Photo Credit: Sandra Crook Walking across the old bridge, knowing it could fall at any time, I contemplated the choices and chances that alone are mine.To wait for the pain and suffering of today to surely pass,Or to say I have had enough, and this day will be my last.As I enjoyed the perpetual movement... Continue Reading →
The Super Powers Humans Take For Granted: 100 Word Wednesday #118
As the three superheroes stood on the shelf, each contemplated which super power that humans have they wish they could acquire. The first one said, "I would like to be capable of building people up, encouraging them, rather than always being the one destroying things." The second stated, "To me, being able to love people,... Continue Reading →
