Bench by the Road, a memorial to Tony Morrison, in Sullivan Island, Hilton Head, South Carolina, an entry point for enslaved people. Oppression abounds! No impartiality. Sexism, racism, ableism, ageism, classism, and heterosexism. Where is the love? Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #325: Impartiality in 15 words, from Sammiscribbles.
Photo Credit: Simon Berger @ Unsplash As Ella walked to number 115, her heart hurt, knowing it was the last time she and James would meet. She would miss how he always spoke the right words to uplift her spirits. When they first met, he seemed as strange as a Martian on planet Earth. His... Continue Reading →
He wiped the dust from the stairs before we sat down. His disdain for me masqueraded as a concern. So when he uttered those four dreaded words, I knew I wouldn't like what I was about to learn. No matter the slant he tried to put on the words, I knew that my heart was... Continue Reading →
Historic Mitchelville Freedom Park in Hilton Head, South Carolina, is the site of a self-governed city of formerly enslaved people. Screaming hate-filled words. It’s a sad state of affairs! Human beings, all! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Being and State.
Statue in Porto, Portugal dedicated to the men who go to sea and their families John 5: 5-9 One who was there had been an invalid for thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him lying there and learned that he had been in this condition for a long time, he asked him, “Do you want to get well?”... Continue Reading →
Ellen thought she had found her one true love, Because when he smiled, she could feel her heartstrings flutter. But she learned that he was just another fraud, Someone whose mouth wouldn't melt butter! Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles: Flutter in 34 words exactly.
Say Hello to Big Red, a 2024 Honda CR-V Sport that will help keep me safe as I return to my great love: teaching! I am going back to teaching Sociology in a college. It was the most beautiful God moment. A few weeks ago, I prayed to God about being bored in retirement. I... Continue Reading →
Walking in the woods And the sweet sparrow’s song Remind me I am valuable To Him who keeps me strong. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles: Sparrow in 20 words. I immediately thought of Matthew 10:29-31 when I saw Sparrow as the prompt.
Chocolate Museum in World of Wine, Gaia, Portugal June 2023 If I could design the marriageable kind, I would use you as my mold. Your laughter and warm kindness, An adventuresome nature I find so bold. How you make me feel special, Encouraging and supporting my goals. Your acceptance of me with flaws, And not... Continue Reading →
Photo Credit: Alisa Dyson@ Pixabay They placed him in my arms, and I immediately knew Nothing would ever reduce my love for that child. I held him with sturdy hands, for to me, he was royalty. And my black knight, majestic in his brown skin, just smiled. On Mother's Day each year, I try to... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 