Laying on the beach, comfortable and free, Smokes, cold beer, sand, a book, and the sun . The guy seemed like he had no real troubles, As if all of his responsibilities had been done. He was enjoying his life to the fullest, and I envied him his ability to let go and just live.... Continue Reading →
Spectacular hues. Beauty of the sunrise feeds. My soul is nourished. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille, May 15, 2019: Mountain Sunrise.
The tall pines on the hill poked at the clouds, A battle centuries old which always brings delight. On this May morning, I sit quietly on the porch, Admiring nature's waltz in the shimmering light. It speaks of a force that's invisible to our eyes, One that causes the trees to continue to stand Through... Continue Reading →
Mary sat still, watching as people discussed the upcoming church fete. She wanted to suggest a new way of celebrating the church anniversary, but as one of the newest members of the church, she was scared to say anything that might offend the elders. She had noticed that any time one of the young people... Continue Reading →
The earth is a like teenager in a hoodie, Seen, but not respected for its wisdom. The older ones continue their destruction, Oblivious to the damage that's being done. The teen-aged earth tries to get their attention, To make them aware that there must be change. If the earth is to survive for more generations,... Continue Reading →
Rest your weary bones. To the grindstone tomorrow. Just enjoy today. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: Labour Day.
Her name was Elle. She went to law school against her parents' wishes. They thought her legal dreams unrealistic, for she did not have the dog-eat-dog disposition that being a lawyer required. Her friends, the real ones who knew her on a soul level, understood that even though Elle was lovely on the outside, she... Continue Reading →
I would much rather drink tea in the mornings,But, people seem to be disturbed by the request.They stand around wondering what to do,Trying to figure out how to honor my behest.This is America, not London, I am often toldBy friends who cannot find a single tea bag.I hurriedly tell them that I have my own... Continue Reading →
The pen wasn't worth anything, but Maddie pocketed it anyway. She did not mean to steal from others, but she had so little that belonged to her. Living in other people's homes, rather than with her parents, left Maddie feeling lonely and destitute of love and possessions. Stealing the assets of others, especially items she... Continue Reading →
Image by Yozakura (1640-1716) Smiles that melt butter Turn heads desperate for love-- Future pain hidden. Written for this week's challenge from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeiulle for April 24, 2019: something different. We were given a haiku as inspiration that examined when something looks good but can be deadly or cause pain.
Help from Heaven 