Image credit: Nishaan Ahmen @ Unsplash For me to open a book is the greatest thrill. The wonders of knowledge not yet known Sends chills of joy right down into my soul, And away from my everyday life, I am gone. A book is my guide to the world beyond. To read of places that... Continue Reading →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie This week's prompt, reading, for Tale Weaver #277 from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie is an extension of last week's prompt on books. She walked into the place with the books, And her jaw dropped in utter pleasure. So many books to take home and read, Her joyfulness was without measure. She learned very young... Continue Reading →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie The library has been closed in my town, And, for shame, I had to pay for my books. But Amazon doesn't give me the same feel, Without little reading crannies and nooks. Yet, there is no reason to keep them closed, For everyone social distances by choice. We find our books and... Continue Reading →
Reading books each day Fills kids' lives with wondrous charm. There's no harm in it. Written very late for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #291: charm and harm.
I will tell you upfront that this is one of the kooky posts, generated by questions about life that seem to nettle my mind and will not let go. Chalk it up to my trying to find my cadence for writing again. The question today concerns why so many new cozy mysteries have women who... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 