A cup I offer, Filled with love and compassion. Sip deeply, my friends. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #322: cup and sip.
When You Gotta Tell the Truth: Sunday Writing Prompt
Photo from Mindlovemiery's Menagerie I had the oddest feeling of fear as I entered the courtroom. I nearly lost my nerve to testify. I sincerely wanted to see the gangster go to jail, but just the thought of drowning with cement booties on my feet as I sank to the bottom of the Hudson River... Continue Reading →
Humans Aren’t the Only Sentient Animals
Caroline awoke with her beagle, Bailey, licking her face. "Stop, Bailey," she said. "Mama trying to sleep!" But, Bailey wouldn't cease from his attempts to wake her. Dogs are sentient animals, capable of perceiving things. Because Bailey sensed that something was wrong with this woman he adored, he determined to wake her, so she could... Continue Reading →
We All Make Choices!
She settled for contentment over success! Written for the Saturday Six Word Story Prompt #54: Success.
A Better Day A-Coming: Sunday Devotion #16
Isaiah 60: 17-18 Instead of bronze I will bring you gold, and silver in place of iron. Instead of wood I will bring you bronze, and iron in place of stones.I will make peace your governor and well-being your ruler. No longer will violence be heard in your land, nor ruin or destruction within your borders, but you... Continue Reading →
Were We Meant to Walk on Water? My Thoughts for Today
I have been teaching a Bible study on the Book of Esther to my former church members in Tennessee, through Zoom on Wednesday nights. Yes, I retired, but the teaching bug will not let go of its grip on me. When asked my former pastor to do a Bible study with just about five days... Continue Reading →
The Evolution of True Love!
In the beginning, they are ecstatic to see each other. Both are hunters looking for true love.. Time apart nearly drives them crazy. "When will I see you again?," becomes a constant question. In the middle, fantabulous love doesn't have to remain so intense, silences become lovely! Talking and sharing heartfelt dreams and wishes, Yet,... Continue Reading →
Writing Poetry Ain’t Easy: Wordle #240
Known for a bad case of metrophobia, Gwen's body twisted inside at the shock Of being assigned to write a poem tonight About eggs, or peaches, or a pretty frock. Crouched in her slip on the bedroom floor, Her intense fears had her in their grip. There was a high chance of a failing grade,... Continue Reading →
Let Today Begin the Healing Process!
The morrow has come. May love between races surge. Let's heal our nation. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge. The prompts are Morrow and Surge.
The Best Job Ever Was Being a Mother: FDDA
My crew. Written for Fandango's Dog Days of August Challenge of "your best job ever." I was told when I was age 16 that I would never have children of my own, the result of surgery needed after being hit by a boyfriend and landing and bouncing off the hood of a car. So, I... Continue Reading →
