“Never burn a bridge you could push them off later.” That was the ironic advice Janet received from her mother, who was the consummate bridge burner. Mother didn't know how to solve problem with others in ways that allowed her relationships with them to go unharmed. Janet remembered vividly the day when Mother, lamenting her birthday... Continue Reading →
Photo from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie It took many long hours on three planes, And I am so glad to finally arrive. Looking at my temporary abode, It seems a place in which I can survive. Flying leaves butterflies in my belly, But it's worth it to see the world. To experience new cultures and peoples, And... Continue Reading →
Darkness at your house. No treats for the kiddies. Toilet-papered trees! Written for Heeding haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. The prompt is Halloween.
Virginia Blue Bell from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Bluebells in a vase. What joy you bring to my heart! Don't stop blooming! Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. The prompt today is Bluebells.
Photo from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie for First Line Friday. He came down from the mountains as autumn aged, before the paths could pile with snow and the bridges bowed with ice. He had needed time away from people, even well-meaning ones like his family. They wanted to help him grieve the loss of his dear Molly,... Continue Reading →
My daughter, Jan, had a crush on little Bobby Bird, who lives down the street. They attend the same school. I caught her trying to write him a letter, and I realized the seriousness of her infatuation by the copious sheets of balled up paper in the wastebasket. I said to her, "Jan, darling, you... Continue Reading →
Autumn Beach from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Leaves upon the sand . Autumn beach bursts in colors. Time to start afresh. Written for the Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. The prompt is Autumn Beach.
I opened the door to persistent knocking, unable to believe that anyone in the town hadn't heard about the cancellation of the festivities to benefit the orphanage. There was a heavy thunderstorm, the wind snorted outside, rattling my windowpanes. It seemed as if the old house was making me aware of its displeasure at being... Continue Reading →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie I am an enigma to my best friend, As a woman who doesn't like to shop. She asked if I were really a girl, As real women shop 'til they drop! But, I question that ridiculous belief That my femininity depends on a need To go to stores and malls or flea... Continue Reading →
