The Weirdness of My First Love!

Fandango asked us for the Fandango Dog Days of August Challenge to share a story, a poem, a photo, a drawing, some music, or whatever to share about our first love. Here is my story. There was a guy in my school that I thought was the best thing since cornbread! I so wanted to... Continue Reading →

Dreams of Love, Interrupted: Wordle #202

Carla loved Jack so much that just thinking about him made her tremble! She had concupiscent thoughts of him, dreaming that they were laying side by side, with the expanse of the lily pond before them, their toes entwined as the golden fish circled by. As the wind ruffled her hair and rays of sunshine... Continue Reading →

Wonderful Stepchildren Are a Love Bonus

Douglas's kids and Douglas and me on our wedding day 16 years ago. They are my forever loves, too. Their father was quite the catch, But I wasn't sure if of me they approved. So, when they embraced me with much love, I was so happy and deeply moved. They'd come to trust that I... Continue Reading →

Still Missing You, My Black Knight

Malcolm and his daughters attended my PhD graduation one week before his death. Rest on, my Black Knight. You parted this life. Mama still misses you, Dear. We will meet again. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #318: The prompts are meet and part. Wednesday will be 14 years ago that my youngest... Continue Reading →

A Tableau of Real Love

My granddaughter flees. She runs straight for me. We meet and embrace. Her love brings delight. Her joy at my sight Fills me with laughter. Written to attempt to create a tableau for the Saturday Mix, Lucky Dip, from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. A tableau is one or more verses, each with six lines, consisting of five... Continue Reading →

Learning How to Love Your Neighbors: Weekend Writing Prompt.

Callie wondered if the new neighbors moving in across the street would allow her to love them. She'd had good reason to be a misanthrope, avoiding human society as much as possible, until that fateful day. Head down, hiding the burn marks on her face that people claimed made her look like a raccoon, Callie's... Continue Reading →

Love’s Complicated Relationship with Hate

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 →

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