This year is the 50th since I graduated from high school. Deep in my veins, I wonder if attending it might be cool. I promised myself on that faraway graduation day That like mangoes, I would avoid those people in every way. Being bullied daily about my looks caused me so much pain, And made... Continue Reading →
I stood at the water's edge, looking at my reflection. I marveled at that face, for I felt no connection To the woman who looked so very strong to me. I didn't recognize her as someone I knew personally. And I wondered if sometimes in our daily life If the stressors, sufferings, and the pain... Continue Reading →
It's hard to love a mercurial mate, Whose emotions are in a jumbled state. Much energy expended making them glad, Never knowing why they're so mad. Trying to change them doesn't work. They seem to enjoy being jerks. Written for Sammiscribbles #108 from Sammi Cox: a poem or story in 38 words exactly on Mercurial.... Continue Reading →
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 →
Live in the slow lane. So much life missed moving fast. Savor each moment. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge for May 27, 2019: fast and lane.
Making meatball from scratch, with nutmeg, in Cerratina, Italy! He saw my profile. I seemed sweet, the pearl he sought. Then, he stole my heart. True story for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: sweet and heart. Above we are learning to cook Italian while on vacation in Italy until Saturday, and we will be... Continue Reading →
Spectacular hues. Beauty of the sunrise feeds. My soul is nourished. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille, May 15, 2019: Mountain Sunrise.
Slipping and sliding. On the icebergs of this life. Look beyond the tip. Written for this week's RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: slip and tip.