Photo from Jasmin Chew @Unsplash In that liminal space from childhood and adulthood, A young person considers maneuvering the world alone. Butterflies tumble in her stomach at leaving her tribe, But the tendency is to stop childish things and act grown. Looking into the greatness of the evening sky above her, Her smugness at acing... Continue Reading →
Katie was always a glutton for the presence of her husband of 50 years, Jules, a paragon of spousehood who, like herself, was a punctual person, never late to any event for which they received an invitation. It made for a wonderful union, rich in mutual respect for each other's time. Each day, she felt... Continue Reading →
You see me as I really am, not as you would have me to be, Accepting my warts and foibles, without asking me to change. And in the loveliness of your attention and welcoming looks, I find that I cease to feel so different from others or strange. You never ask if I could be... Continue Reading →
Photo Credit: Alexandra Sophie on Deviantart Jonathan started when he came upon his present obsesson, the vicar's daughter, sleeping among the leaves and vines on the vicarage. They had agreed that she would find a hiding place there for them to rendezvous without being seen by nosy neighbors or her parents. Lurking about the estate,... Continue Reading →
Photo by Annija Veldre What's next in life when you've lived beyond your dreams? I've been to places I could never have imagined as a little girl? I've gathered the momentos of each impossible adventure, And carry them in my heart as if I hold in my hands the world. Looking back at the poverty... Continue Reading →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie No dogs allowed within my space, Cats rule the roost in this place. The waves keep us pretty calm, The clouds overhead acting as balm. But if a canine dares to approach, We'll goose him, if he tries to encroach. Written for Photo Challenge #329 from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. Also for Three Things... Continue Reading →
Photo by NEOSiAM in Pexels. com We stood by the stream, the weather warm for a November evening, saying our last goodbyes to Pete, our old friend. Like always we questioned why we are born just to die and leave such grief and pain behind us. As we stood there, Jeff pulled out an old... Continue Reading →
Photo by La Miko in Pexels. com. Mattie and I sit on the shore alone, Wrapped together to fight the damp. I am content to sit here with her, Before we head back to our camp. All I need is her unconditional love, A pot to cook, and a lamp for some light. No oven... Continue Reading →
Photo by anouar olh on Pexels.com Jonathan, the boat owner, refused to join the us in the ocean, saying that he had too many daily chores to finish for such nonsense as enjoying himself. We were unhappy that he couldn't see that sometimes you have to put the concerns of daily life aside and just enjoy... Continue Reading →
Alex Stoddard New neighbors bought a tiny house Of less than five hundred square feet. I warned them that nothing that small Could all of their needs and wants meet. They chose not to listen to my wisdom, Constructing it with quite a loud hubbub. But, when they finished and needed a bath, They found... Continue Reading →
