Photo by mirceaianc at Pixabay.com Gus peeked out of the mask, hoping to spot his target. He was taking a risk being here in the open like this, but he had to do his duty. He knew that the likelihood of getting away with his life after completing the deed was small, but then, he... Continue Reading →
The title demonstrates a dilemma I wrestled with on last evening. Let me lay out the story for you, so you can understand the question. As I walked to the kitchen on Saturday morning, I felt a severe pain in my right abdomen. I assumed it would go away after a little rest. But, it... Continue Reading →
The light draws us home. A lantern in the doorway. Joy is in the air. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: air and lantern.
Lord, may I always speak with the tongue of the wise, No rash or ugly words that like swords can destroy. May I constantly speak words that bring healing, Being ever careful of the words that I deploy. For I am acutely aware of the power of words And of their life-long impact on people's... Continue Reading →
Written for the Sunday Writing Prompt from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, October 6, 2019. The prompt is Ugly Words, and it is described as a time to scream, a chance to be speak and be heard on something you have chosen to remain silent on, even though it hurts you. This is my take. I am susceptible... Continue Reading →
The music began to play, Today, Santana was my choice. Oh, that wondrous Latin beat Caused me to abandon my poise. I threw my head back and laughed, My feet moved of their own accord. And as I shook my money maker, My joy in just being alive soared. Music connects us the universe, Reminding... Continue Reading →
The idea that we will be forgotten when we die haunts everyone at some time or another. And just possibly one other aspect of life haunts us: never being the object of someone's undying love. Yesterday, as we walked on a section of the Silver Comet Trail near Rockmart, Georgia, I found evidence of love... Continue Reading →
I trembled as we walked down the dark street. Then, I placed my hand in your much bigger one, and I immediately felt safe and so loved. Your hand is my haven. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles. A post in exactly 32 words. The prompt is Haven.
Standing in the doorway, Unable to decide what to do. Do I stay in my safe confines, Or should I try something new? I want to hug the familiar spaces, Alone with only my thoughts. The outside world does intrigue me, But its pull on me I have fought. Yet, I think of the places... Continue Reading →
October is National Domestic Violence Awareness Month! How I wish we didn't need this special time of remembrance and revelation, but we must continue to remind people of the devastation that domestic violence brings into the lives of its victims, a form of Hell that destroys and kills. I wrote this poem in honor of... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 