Photo from Pikist.com I walked among the mysterious and beautiful megaliths from long ago, And I wondered who built them and what they were meant to celebrate. Then, I touched the rock and felt a warmth and joy fill my soul, And I somehow knew that it was love's victory over hate. Written for the... Continue Reading →
My youngest great-grandchild and me. I hope the Dream will become real in her lifetime. On the 57th anniversary of Dr. Martin Luther King's "I Have a Dream" speech, the headlines are filled with news of protests against racial injustice and fears for our black sons and daughters. I had so hoped that with the... Continue Reading →
It isn't always easy for people to understand The sygyzy between love and hate. The very thin line between them means we Don't see the difference until it's too late. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Sygyzy in 30 words. I had to look this word up and ponder it.... Continue Reading →
I love America! It's my home, born and bred! It's, unfortunately, imperative that I state these facts from the beginning, so that no one feels the need to tell me to "go back where I came from." I know that I may lose some followers, but this is a post that I have been putting... Continue Reading →
Some may call me obdurate in my belief That babies everywhere aren't born full of hate. Someone has to teach those little ones to loathe others For racism and other isms to carry a lot of weight. I love to see the toddlers laughing and hugging, Not mindful of any kind of differences there. So... Continue Reading →
How can one have antipathy For people they don't know? I cannot see. How can the color of one's skin Arouse such deep feelings within? How do we change it? Written for Sammiscribbles prompt for August 3: write poetry or prose on antipathy in exactly 30 words.
See all the pretty little letters, waiting to be formed into words. Those words can praise or criticize, according to how they are unfurled. The tormentor creates the words that cause pain and take away joy. But the one who seeks to encourage forms words that do not destroy. Words like "You are priceless" are... Continue Reading →
I looked out the window and saw a robin, and I said aloud, "Hello, fellow earth dweller. Don't you look beautiful with that red breast!" I thought about how gorgeous God made every creation. Then, it hit me: Human beings are beautiful as well. Then, as I walked with Douglas as he played disc golf,... Continue Reading →
The line between love and hate isn't as indistinct as people think. Love builds up; hate tears down. Written for the Weekend Writing prompt from Sammiscribbles for February 23, 2019. Write a flash fiction, poem, or anything you like in only 18 words from the prompt:Indistinct.