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.
An Ovation for Those With True Grit: Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge
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 →
Laughter Connects Us to Each Other
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 →
Choosing to Saunter Away from the Crowds
Photo Credit Sarah Whiley As I sauntered the streets of this beautiful city, I was in a quandary as to which direction I should go. But as I watched the majority of people rushing toward the left, I knew that going to the right was the only way I would grow! Written for the Weekend... Continue Reading →
Some Cures Are Off-Limits
Image from Li@TaoTalk No amount of cha-ching could make me try acupuncture, With my fear of all things with any sharp ends. No matter the gain, I would rather the pain Than do exercises that require me to bend. Instead, give me a warm cardigan and gloves, And in my car I'll find a long... Continue Reading →
Loving Others Makes the World Beautiful
Image credit to Tathanhtuan@Pixabay My husband says I view the world through rose-colored glasses, Because I believe that there is more good than bad in this wondrous world. To me, God created an orderly universe, open and free for each one of us, And the hatred that often pervades our lives doesn't discourage this old... Continue Reading →
The Tremendous Pain of Hate
Sweetwater Creek State Park, Georgia Your glare truly hurts. You don't try to mask your hate. It won't destroy me! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetery Prompt Challenge: glare and mask.
Joy Will Come with the Morning!
My joy will return. Somewhere down the line, I know. I wait for morning! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: down and line.
Musicians Are Soul Doctors
Photo is from EyeCandyDesignz@ Pixabay I made my petition to the house band, for my soul felt bereft of joy. I needed the help of a little Marsalis, Coltrane, Waters, or Monk. Oh, that cat on the drums heisted my heart with a powerful solo, And out of habit, I danced, for the sweet jazz... Continue Reading →
Is It Courage or Is It Folly?
Image Credit: Suliman Sallehi@ Pexels What makes a man take a chance on losing his life? Is it courage or folly that leads him so far from the ground? I think to climb so high takes nerves of steel and bravery, And these traits in mauldlin fools are seldom found. Written for What Do You... Continue Reading →
