Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com In the pale light of an autumn day, As the bells of a church pealed in the background, I leaped in your arms, Joyful to be loved and spending this moment with you. Written for Photo Challenge #333 from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie and the Three Things Challenge #366: leap, pale, and... Continue Reading →
Slow down and exhale. Let your fury dissipate. Now, you can decide. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: fury and slow.
Photo from Pinterest.com I dreamed of a roof made of thatch, So a trip to Ireland I hatched. This meant a plane I had to catch In this time that no other can match. So, I bought masks by the batch, And found myself on Liam's patch. Written for Saturday Mix-Rhyme Time from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie,... Continue Reading →
Photo from Pikist.com I walked among the mysterious and beautiful megaliths from long ago, And I wondered who built them and what they were meant to celebrate. Then, I touched the rock and felt a warmth and joy fill my soul, And I somehow knew that it was love's victory over hate. Written for the... Continue Reading →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Jonathan Michael was his name, Cheating at cards was his usual game. But, one day while on unfamilial terrain, The din for his head was so plain That today he is a man truly changed. Written for Sunday Writing Prompt from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: Cards. Fandango prompt is Din. Word of the Day... Continue Reading →
Photo by Cottonbro on Pexels.com Disassociation is what the doctors called it. It will soon get better with these pills, they said. But many weeks went by without a sign of relief, As the depression continued to fill me with dread. Constant darkness hovered, with no lights in sight, I had to find a better... Continue Reading →
Don't clip children's wings! Free their imaginations! Ban conformity! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #323: clip and wings. Obviously I am against standards that do not address the unique ways that children learn.
My family still calls me the weird one, An appellation in which I take great pride. I've never been one to follow the crowds, Instead, letting my own beliefs be my guide. As a little girl among the hordes of people Living in slum dwellings of three rooms, I didn't believe the poor were valueless,... Continue Reading →
Photo image from Dan Grinwis Unsplash I tried to follow in my Grandma's footsteps, To make it easier to survive the pain in this life. But, I came to the place where her journey stopped, Before I'd encountered my own struggles and strife. I learned that I was never meant to walk in her steps,... Continue Reading →
I had an addiction to being loved. Romance was to me like eating honey. The sweet pleasure of someone's kisses Was more important than their money. Then with a swagger I'd never seen, You blew into my life during a lull. I had no clue my life would unravel, And I never took the time... Continue Reading →