Photo by Ellie Burgin on Pexels. com Mila felt lost in her sadness at having to move again, this time for her mother's work. Her father promised her that it will be the last move, just one more new school to conquer. As she walked in the woods, she felt the heaviness of the moment... Continue Reading →
Photo Credit: Richard Kasperowski @ Unsplash By the lily pond, I have peace and solitude. Nature captivates. Columns of green leaves, Combined with golden fishes, Color o'er our pain. So, I'll sit down here And listen to the frogs sing. Internal joy found . Written for the What Do You See #68 from Keep It... Continue Reading →
Photo from goodfreephotos.com Rain wets the flowers. Buds drink thirstily and sigh! Blooms start to open! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Bloom and Wet.
Photo Credit: Pisauikan@Pixabay The experiences of my life are etched in my face. A line is there for every triumph, defeat, and gain. The stories that I share with my grandchildren Are meant to save them from much suffering and pain. No lotions or creams will I use to try to hide my life, For... Continue Reading →
The lizard thingy stared at Carol. Carol had never seen anything that looked so odd, like a cross between a hamster and a dinosaur, with a little Dizzy Gillespie in when he blew his trumpet. Others might think that he was ugly, but his true beauty was in his oddity. He was lovely to her,... Continue Reading →
After the latest in a string of heartbreaks, Joe's mother told him, "Running after beautiful women will be your downfall, Joseph! Just find a good girl with high virtues and get married already!" Joe was trying not to listen to her advice, but the stridulations in her voice prevented him simply toning her out. He... Continue Reading →
The day is ending. Pink sky casts beauty and peace. My soul finds its rest. Written for the Three Things Challenge #266 from Pensitivity 101: cast, pink, sky.
Photo by Viktor Lundberg on Pexels.com Traveling down a narrow road, Finding new place to explore. The beauty on either side of us, Reminding us of what's in store. It's on these seemingly lonely paths That I learn so much about myself. Patience derives from anticipation, And self-control becomes my wealth. What lovely happinesses abide... Continue Reading →
Peace everywhere. Holy in its sheer beauty. Man can't duplicate. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie from September 4, 2019: Holy Isle or Holy Island.
The beauty that should capture one's soul Comes from within a person, one who knows How to make others feel valued and of worth, That our very presence is a gift to the earth. This beauty is infused by the wondrous light Of one who has learned through their plight That we all share a... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 