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 →
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 →
Sometimes when we're together, and I feel so apart from you, I wonder if marriage is a natural state or an artifical construct. But then I start to think of the relationships that I've witnessed, And the answer to that question comes down to people's conduct. For some people, marriage is a step expected at... Continue Reading →
Photo Credit: Artbyrandy at Morguefile The guilt gnawed at him, but he wasn't eager to visit her grave. He'd tried explaining to his children that he needed to pretend that she was still there and that he was still trying her patience. But his kids told him that he had to face the pain, and... Continue Reading →
Acts 17:26 From one man he made all the nations, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and he marked out their appointed times in history and the boundaries of their lands. Watching a video of two little boys, one white and one black, race toward each other and hug with such joyous delight made... Continue Reading →
Snow falls all around us, As we wish to see the sun. But we're committed to forever, No matter what may come. Life has a way of intruding, And we can't control the weather. Yet, love and joy will be ours As long as we are together. Written for the Thursday Inspiration #90 from Light... Continue Reading →
Prompt for Lynn Tuesday Picture Prompt Challenge Jenna and Scott took a blanket and lunch, which consisted of easy-open tin cans of vienna sausages and peach halves, for an intimate meal beside the lighthouse where they first met. The views of the water and the far horizons were mesmerizing, an aspect that fueled their love... Continue Reading →
Calla's latest obsession was trying to catch the eye of Jacob, her brother Seth's best friend. In her jealousy of his beautiful girlfriend, Glennie, she felt obliged to inform Jacob of a secret she was hipped to regarding Glennie and her boss. After her brother's contestation of her narrow-minded actions, Calla made no apologia. When... Continue Reading →
Mothers' love nurtures. Children grow to love themselves. There's no substitute. Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #339: Grow and Child.
