Sweetwater Creek State Park, Douglasville, GA He loved to spend on Amazon, and she religioussly saved each dollar. He bought whatever caught his fancy, while she hoarded every cent. He took advantage of senior deals, but as his junior, she could not, So, she tried to stop his online spending, but he would not repent.... Continue Reading →
Early birds get worms, But only by avidly Pursuing their prize. Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #378: Avid and Worm.
Photo from Jayson Hinrichson @Unsplash Standing in remembrance of you today, A woman of such great strength and worth. You lifted the veil of shame and showed me your scars. Now, I know that I can survive anywhere on this Earth. You taught me outer beauty shouldn't be my goal, But making my opinions known... Continue Reading →
Although his head had lost its hair, I was so proud of the man he portrayed. The cancer that caused him to go bald Couldn't alter him into someone staid. As he listened to the awful diagnosis, He was glad that the doctor didn't deceive About the very real difficulties that he faced. He asked... Continue Reading →
Rough season behind! I called out and you heard me. Oh, Lord, I thank you. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: season and rough.
It is cold outside! We snuggle in a blanket! We fall more in love! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #330: Cold and Fall.
Photo from goodfreephotos.com Rain wets the flowers. Buds drink thirstily and sigh! Blooms start to open! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Bloom and Wet.
I want to walk through heather, Enjoying the beauty of the moors! Oh, let me smell the sweetness on a Scottish hillside, As we walk together outdoors. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Heather in 27 words.
Storms rage in this life. It seems like they will not end. But calm will prevail. Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: calm and storm.
Photo from Pinterest.com I dreamed of a roof made of thatch, So a trip to Ireland I hatched. This meant a plane I had to catch In this time that no other can match. So, I bought masks by the batch, And found myself on Liam's patch. Written for Saturday Mix-Rhyme Time from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie,... Continue Reading →