My eyes filled with tears, Holding you in my hands. A sensation gripped my soul, As I felt my heart expand. I seemed to be someone new, No longer just like any other. I knew you would depend on me, For I was now someone's mother. I called you my Black knight, Your dark skin... Continue Reading →
Rodney was known as a fickle prince, No one girl was enough for him. He didn't try to understand fidelity, Thinking he was such a gift to them. Intimacy was for girls, he thought, He was just looking for some quick fun. But, like every cad whose ever lived, A situation arose he couldn't overcome.... Continue Reading →
Lost without knowing why, Love can fade away. It must be nurtured With grateful words each day. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #157 from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Fade, and we are asked to write a poem or prose in eactly 17 words.
Habakkuk 3:17-18 Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food,though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior.... Continue Reading →
I am a gypsy. My nature is to explore. Conflicts with my work. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Conflict and Gypsy.
I kept brooding over cleaning the bigger house, So we looked for something with less upkeep. We found a nice little cottage on a metalled road, And now we're not so tired when we go to sleep. Written for the Three Things Challenge from Pensitivity 101. The prompts are metal, upkeep, and brood. I used... Continue Reading →
You weren't like any other mother in the neighborhood. That caused me some embarrassment, for I wanted you to imitate the moms I saw on television, who, ironically, were white. Your quiescent moods seemed so unmaternal to my teenage mind, so I was too embarrassed to invite people to our home. Yes, you were an... Continue Reading →
The wind was a howling wolf, Shrieking like a banchee on crack. There'll be no sleeping for us here tonight, I wonder if we can get our money back. We chose to rent a place up in the hills, Thinking what a nice change that would be. But our smiling host failed to mention to... Continue Reading →
Matthew 15:25-28 The woman came and knelt before him. “Lord, help me!” she said. He replied, “It is not right to take the children’s bread and toss it to the dogs.” “Yes it is, Lord,” she said. “Even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from their master’s table.” Then Jesus said to her, “Woman, you have great... Continue Reading →
Caroline was looking forward to a house full of children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren for Mother's Day this year. But, now she just hopes to hear the telephone ring, to know that her family members still care. She has lived long enough to know that what matters is love, in any form. Written for Three Things... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 