Martha looked contentedly out over the fields, listening to the buzzing of the honeybees. She had found a lovely house in which to spend her vacation, with a green garden filled with the most beautiful flowers that brought her soul rest. After spending six months working with a tumultuous crowd of people, the key to... Continue Reading →
Be a Help, Not a Hindrance! Tale Weaver#266
People tell you to show a little backbone When you're struggling with much pain. Buck up, stop whining, and be strong Are words they say over and over again. But, in this life, there comes a time When you just need a little bit of help. No matter how hard you've tried, You can't get... Continue Reading →
What Happened to Learning for the Sweetness of Knowing?
It's difficult to remain stoic as Intelligence ceases to be sought. Sad to see book leaves go unturned, And find that no one wants to be taught. I've a cacoethes to give knowledge, A quality education is what I bring. But it's tiresome to have to prod Someone to want to learn many things. They... Continue Reading →
Beauty’s Renewal!
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Raindrops are falling. Flowers drink heaven's water. Beauty is renewed. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. The prompt is Raindrops.
A Little Bit More House, Please: Photo Challenge
Alex Stoddard New neighbors bought a tiny house Of less than five hundred square feet. I warned them that nothing that small Could all of their needs and wants meet. They chose not to listen to my wisdom, Constructing it with quite a loud hubbub. But, when they finished and needed a bath, They found... Continue Reading →
Beauty with a Capital B: Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille
Cheery Trees in Bloom in Japan from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Cotton candy boughs! Beauty of nature displayed. Spectacular view! Written for Heeding Haiku in Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. The theme is cherry trees in bloom.
The Dog Whom I Loved!
Yes, I wrote "whom" because Kasey, my beagle mix, was more like a human being than some of the people I knew! His bark was worse than his bite, but I think he liked making people think that he was fierce, howling when someone knocked on the door in the night. But, friends had only... Continue Reading →
The Old Red Lunchbox: A Short Story Attempt
I want to one day write short stories, so I thought I would try to pen one here. Any feedback would be appreciated. Sophia picked up the old red lunchbox and was disappointed to see that it looked quite ordinary for an object with supposedly special powers. As she listened to her mother's instructions regarding... Continue Reading →
Letting Go of the Pity and Enjoying Life
I played hooky today! I didn't think my fragile ego could survive another student walking out of class during one of my lectures or showing up over 20 minutes late. I didn't write consequences for this behavior in my syllabus, not having dealt with it in other colleges and universities. So, I will have to... Continue Reading →
To Each Her Own Style
A simple decor. Modeled after her chaste life. Too bleak for my taste! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: chaste and taste.
