With my ears near her beating heart, And her calloused hands holding me close, I knew that I was always safe in her arms, No matter what trials and troubles arose. She chastised me justly when I was wrong, But never to hurt me or to put me down. It was her way of ensuring... Continue Reading →
Walking on the waves, Dressed in her Sunday best, Mother Nature juggles her duties, Realizing there is not time for rest. Feeding the seagull from her hand, While protecting the fish at her feet From the debris left by humans who show Little respect for the creatures in the seas. Poem written for 50 Word... Continue Reading →
Smitten with the pink, Fields covered with pure beauty. Nature spreads her love. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille, February 14, 2019, from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: cherry blossoms. Word of the Day Challenge is Smitten.
I am not impressed By what you say you can do. Show me the results. Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge, February 11, 2019: do and say.
Daily, I savored the beauty of the far horizon, Where the ocean, moon, and the sky became one. I knew that beyond it, a sanctuary waited for me, A place where my hopes and dreams would be born. My weary soul sought a quiet, sacred resting place, Where the wisdom of the ages could be... Continue Reading →
I hated helping Nana as she stood in the cold, Hanging bed sheets on the laundry line with pins. On freezing cold days, they became shaky bricks. And were painful when they hit you on the shins. But, the sweet smells of those sheets on our beds, As they kept us toasty warm from head... Continue Reading →
In the midst of sadness and despair, Possibilities abound for us to change. We can alter the labels others give us, Or we can choose to let those ideas remain. But, when you've been the victim of oral violence, And someone has declared that you have no worth. Rather than believe it and let it... Continue Reading →
Once I believed the very old saying I learned That Necessity is the mother of invention, But as I walked the aisles of the big box stores, It's more likely that Profit is the father of intention. So many geegaws and whatchamacallits to buy, What are the necessities that drive their demand? For, as I... Continue Reading →
Gin rummy with friends can get quite brutal, Even when the pot is only filled with candy. A more efficient way to keep the peace Has been to keep a bottle of gin real handy. That tends to mellow them out eventually, Bringing their tense competition to a rest. Although candy may seem safer than... Continue Reading →
Retirement seems to be quite decadent to those Who are still busy people running to and fro. But I can assure you that I don't just sit around, Spending time wool-gathering about faraway places to go. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscibbles, February 2, 2019. Write poem or prose in exactly 36 words... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 