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 →
Photo from Pikist.com I walked among the mysterious and beautiful megaliths from long ago, And I wondered who built them and what they were meant to celebrate. Then, I touched the rock and felt a warmth and joy fill my soul, And I somehow knew that it was love's victory over hate. Written for the... Continue Reading →
Photo by Cottonbro on Pexels.com Disassociation is what the doctors called it. It will soon get better with these pills, they said. But many weeks went by without a sign of relief, As the depression continued to fill me with dread. Constant darkness hovered, with no lights in sight, I had to find a better... Continue Reading →
Don't clip children's wings! Free their imaginations! Ban conformity! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #323: clip and wings. Obviously I am against standards that do not address the unique ways that children learn.
My family still calls me the weird one, An appellation in which I take great pride. I've never been one to follow the crowds, Instead, letting my own beliefs be my guide. As a little girl among the hordes of people Living in slum dwellings of three rooms, I didn't believe the poor were valueless,... Continue Reading →
Photo image from Dan Grinwis Unsplash I tried to follow in my Grandma's footsteps, To make it easier to survive the pain in this life. But, I came to the place where her journey stopped, Before I'd encountered my own struggles and strife. I learned that I was never meant to walk in her steps,... Continue Reading →
A cup I offer, Filled with love and compassion. Sip deeply, my friends. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #322: cup and sip.
Oceans seem endless, But somewhere is a shore. Problems seem the same, But, soon, they are no more. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Endless in 18 words exactly.
Help from Heaven 