You see me as I really am, not as you would have me to be, Accepting my warts and foibles, without asking me to change. And in the loveliness of your attention and welcoming looks, I find that I cease to feel so different from others or strange. You never ask if I could be... Continue Reading →
Goodbye, my sweet love. Memories help me to cope. Our reunion nears. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. The prompt called for a special kind of poem, a death poem, something I've never seen. I chose to write this for my beloeved son, Malcolm, whom I miss so much, even after 14... Continue Reading →
QUESTIONS: Why do we dream? What a great question, and I don't have an answer. I remember Mrs. Stackhouse, one of my former teachers telling us that dreams were what happened to us in other lives. I knew that couldn't be right, because that night I dreamed of falling and landing in a pool of... Continue Reading →
This week, Mindlovemisery's Menagerie asked us to consider the concept of Two Minds at Loggerheads. “Loggerheads as in minds in conflict from which there doesn’t seem a simple solution.” We can't seem to find any common ground, And find that two minds at loggerheads is bad. So, maybe we will agree to disagree sometimes, Because... Continue Reading →
He seemed irresistible standing in the front of the dive bar on 8th Street! To say he was gorgeous was an understatement, if she'd ever heard one. Standing beside a beautiful girl, whose rose-quartz colored dress was embedded with crystals and had been designed to hug her aortistic numbers of curves, Calla thought that she... Continue Reading →
I cancelled my subscription to the diet program that I was using to get to my weight-loss goal. I was encouraged to become a lifetime member. But as a retiree, I don't actually have a lot of resources to spend between $22 to $45 a month just to use the website to keep a record... Continue Reading →
My husband wished me a happy MLK Day this morning, and then proceeeded to ask me if I thought that hate is a natural part of us. I was taken aback, because Douglas is the most loving of people, and I don't remember ever seeing him show hate for anyone. When we finally met face-to-face... Continue Reading →
Frosty eyes of hate. The light glints off your weapons. I won't be afraid! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #341: frost and glint. On this day we celebrate the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King's holiday, I am reminded that, even in the face of weapons, they marched. Seeing those weapons at... Continue Reading →
I took these photographs for the Pull Up A Seat Challenge Week 3 from XingfuMama. I wanted to show the unusual seat in the middle of a disc golf park and the view from it. I have never seen a double seat at any of the disc parks where I accompany Douglas so he can... Continue Reading →
Kauai, Hawaii 2012 Found on a tree in Sweetwater Creek Park! Hugs are so needed! For the Photo of the Week Challenge from Nancy Merrill Photography.
Help from Heaven 