Deep, bellowing voice, Croaking lovely in rhythm, Soothes my sad spirits. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: Voices of Nature.
The Soothing Voices of Frogs in Chorus: Heeding Haiku. With Chevrefeuille
Blogging and Inclusion: Tale Weaver #218
Blogging is a place of inclusion and diversity. I marvel at the different people whom I follow, people that I will probably never meet in person, but with whom I share nearly every day. I am in awe of the pictures of courage, perseverance, resilience, and determination that I read each day. Each person's story... Continue Reading →
Thankful for Every New Chance: Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille
New chance to succeed, Putting the past behind us. Dreams don't have to die. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: New Beginnings.
It Gets Lonely at the Top!
The neon glow enveloped the city built by and for corporations. From a distance, it appeared as if a rocket from outer space had landed in the midst of the desert. From the balcony of his penthouse suite atop the tallest building, George Haskins, five feet and seven inches, blond haired, with the bloated face... Continue Reading →
Frog or Prince? Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille: Frogs
Danger in kissing, Frogs pretend to be princes. Learn the difference. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, March 27, 2019: Frogs. I immediately thought of the old saying: You have to kiss a lot of frogs to find a prince. I have kissed a few frogs in my day, and, believe me,... Continue Reading →
Ready to Go Home! Photo Challenge #256
Agent Xerxes looked out at the lightning that threatened his life, and he wondered when the authorities would allow him to return home. It has been ten long years on this abominable planet, and he just wants to return to his people. Admittedly, he had volunteered to come to Earth to see if he could... Continue Reading →
The Reluctant Dancer: Wordle #126
Charlotte's mother, Gwennie, wanted her daughter to be a ballet dancer, a dream of hers not realized because of her height. Charlotte felt weird among her fellow dancers, as she believed that a career in dancing was a useless pursuit. But she loved her mother and trusted her to know what was best, so she... Continue Reading →
The View Through the Window: Photo Challenge #255
Looking through the window at the view before me, I know that I am no longer languishing at home. Instead, I traveled long distances to experience Places that I hoped to see before the years are gone. The tower I see took so many years to build, and The creators didn't know that it was... Continue Reading →
Alone But Not Lonely: Tale Weaver #215
Betty sat in her favorite chair by the window, reading a book. She savored the silence around her. It had not always been this way. As the oldest of six children, she'd hardly ever had time to herself. She had been responsible for taking care of her two brothers and three sisters, as their parents... Continue Reading →
